We are companions in our existence from graceful wombs to victorious graves. Continue reading Victorious
We’re stardust sometimes, we’re darkness of an eclipsed night, too; Continue reading Treat Ourselves Better
I am not breaking, I won’t break.
I can understand these fears are just an illusion. Continue reading My Mask
You realize I’m not glass, Or are you oblivious to that too? Maybe you’ve just forgotten who I was, In your intricate plans to get back the inflated pride that I inadvertently crushed. I know you think about what could have been, But darling you know you it never would have been. You seem to live in your own world of vengeance and lust, Forgetting … Continue reading I’m Not Glass…
I sit at the table, trepidation And fear builds up, as I prepare Myself for the vicious, vile venom to spew from the maws of the people for who I care. “Oh! What a surprise!” uttered as The first attack. A simple blow, not too hard just yet. But fast, comes the onslaught. Each one, each misinformed member has a go. Comment after … Continue reading Family Attacks and Generation Gap
Light the way, My guiding star. Lead the way to my heart, Your art, Shall dictate new possibilities. I give in to this opportunity. I could only sleep, Or dream. There’s nowhere in between. Show the way, My guiding star, To brand new days, And spirits marred. All in good faith, May I follow your light, May I hear your plight, And bend the will … Continue reading Paakhi’s Lullaby
Broken hearts intertwined in a metaphor, Shattered pieces lost in the wind, soundlessly squandered with time fleeting by. Piercing eyes watching her every move in the mirror, Descrying herself piece by piece, She was her own foe. The newly acquired loneliness calmed her, fixing her weeping soul with its gentle touch of woe. -Asavari Singh Continue reading Broken Hearts