Grief shared or personal is intense and potent a bolt from the blue it strikes universally without any reservationsA dark ominous cloud it descends … Grief – A Long Journey My mum’s quite the poet. She’s writing after quite some time and I would be thrilled if you could stop by her blog and show… Continue reading Grief – A Long Journey
Sorrow sleeps against my window, Condensing into a murky fog. The verdant oaks that brought me joy, No longer seek to please the heart. Days of sun and restful smiles, Have prematurely fled my path. Most lovely flames have waned to dust Much love has failed to come to fruition. Should there be ache in… Continue reading Then There Is Losing You
Walk with me in the ocean breeze, Walk with me till our hearts can bear the weight of life together, The sweet scent of love is slowly withering, With years our inhibitions only grow, Before we reach that lonesome point of no return, Before our paths diverge to vacant shores, Walk with me to coasts… Continue reading Walk With Me
I remember you being plopped in the gardenSurrounded by a rainbow of potsYour feet fixed firmly in the growing grassHands dancing in a mix of soil and dungEach time I’d cringe you’d laugh your big-toothed laughA sight as rare as marigolds in MayI watched the troubles of life trickle down your faceIn beads of sweat… Continue reading Marigolds In May
When trouble is slapped across your face like Winter’s chillAnd the Wind seems to bring nothing but bouts of hellI want you to remember that you are stronger than the dejection you feelYou are the boiling blood of a thousand simmering SummersYou are the steadfast spirit of several scorching SunsYou have limbs that have learnt… Continue reading Shared Inheritance
The belligerent rise of a mid riff blouse, a slice of skin, the hint of spine – what causes scandal – the wicked hem of satin skirt, the threatening plunge of a v–neck shirt, deliberate failure to conform to established norm – what makes me defiant – disapproving nods, unshaken resolve, the cheek to never… Continue reading Lessons In Defiance
They who have lived so carefully all their lives will never know what it feels like to have summer running wild in your blood and they will never speak the language of the wildflowers blooming in your soul. To the prejudiced eye a feral heart is something far from exquisite and the wondrous call of… Continue reading Untamed Flowers
Back in the days of demented youth were you high on dreams did you sleep with a radioactive heart pumping fireflies in your veins till you could feel the stars swarming in your eyes making you dizzy all the light did you let it go one day did you set it free are you sober… Continue reading Vestiges
The wind hit her with an unexpected intensity. Arms crossed, she tried to break contact but it was too late. As the cold waves unabashedly progressed further down the buttons of her dress, she could feel the heaviness in the air condensing in her chest. Walking past the gleaming lights of designer stores and chic… Continue reading Oblivion
Don’t quite know what I want to say with this one but I’m in love with this illustration by Rezacos.
