So how are we doing this fine April morning? Is it hot yet in your part of the world? Or are you still in bed because it’s still too cold to step out of the comfort of a cosy bed? (For some in the world summers STILL means snow and cold) Either way, I feel ya!…
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Dear Readers, Hope you have been doing well. I know I’ve been out of touch lately and haven’t responded to your comments on my blog. That’s because where I am now the connectivity is sketchy and I’m without the internet for hours on end. I promise to get back to you as soon as I…
Dear Readers, My next submission to Story Mirror’s 52 weeks Writing Challenge has been published on my account on Story Mirror. It has been published in two parts on account of its length. Here are the links – Part 1 and Part 2 A poem of mine – The Falling Star – has also been…
Your tainted love It trickles down Like an IV drip, Plops into me A bit by bit, and I feel Foolishly sanguine, comatose. I am your hallowed vessel, On a lethal dose of you I’ve overdosed. I never noticed When my own blood Turned to water In your hands, When I found myself warped Into…
A good book feels like home. When you leave it’s world behind, you yearn to get back to it. You find yourself uncomfortable in the real and present world that feels alien to you. You seek those who have read the same book and you connect with them like compatriots of the same nation.…
Sometimes some things As common as a rambling bush, Or a bunch of blooming Dandelions, Or the sunset filtering Through rusty barbed wire Can take your breath away. At times like these I stop and stare; It’s as if I’m looking at things anew, Like I’ve never had vision before And I’ve just found my eyes.…
