Let us Be

When I was young, I lost myself, Trusted much, stupid love. I hated that, I didn’t see, Destiny stolen, Old man of the sea. Let the summer, take the best of me. I was a thorn, Stuck in their necks, my wisdom faint, my life a wreck. How come I did not see? Life’s been a ….  Read More

Without Words

I just know, flowers on this bed, I was once cold and dead, you waked me. The storm isn’t over, it brews and I shatter, into a million splinters of hope. Invisible thread, weaved into my head. as the heart bled. Just a look, a sigh, one breathe. Til the ends of this earth, I am not ….  Read More

Enchantment

Can I tell you you are beautiful? If beauty belonged to a soul? and spiritual longings, transcendental and ethereal? I was never born with wings,they were clipped and stolen, Until you gave them back. So many fragments of loneliness, found its way to my heart, I am no longer whole, but half. Alive and yet ….  Read More

Gotham

  A city full of thoughts, inside my head, can barely breathe, stupified by what? Fear, love, both? Happiness and sadness, a bad combination, I shouldn’t have let the darkness eat my soul- But the lights, the city lights, are too beautiful to ignore. Pain when night is gone.

Found

Disarray, confusion, disorder I am an antithesis, and you a welcome reprieve, respite, balance, direction all in a cup. I drank from it and died, and lived. Time is a foe, and silhouettes cover the door, pebbles on the floor, I walked barefoot, and wept when it closed. Braver and whole.

Remembering Daddy – Excerpts from Childhood Memories

“His eyeglasses were like layers of thick mirrors, which extracted a magical spell that seemed to guide his trained artist’s hand. My father was a man of the hour, he seized everyday with a restless romance with his drawing table, protractors and engineering pens.” I am the daughter of an architect, my father was one ….  Read More

Gratitude

  It is unusual for other people to dedicate time and effort to understand another person, and unmask layers and layers of truths surrounding him/her. Only a few brave souls, ones that are perhaps angels (in the guise of humans) who have the courage to unravel what goes on inside a person’s mind. If you find ….  Read More

Silence is a Cure

For every word unspoken, for every line I’ve broken, and risks that I have taken, Silence is a cure. Each road leads us nowhere, an answer’s always out there, emotions always falter, yet Silence is a cure. Hearts cannot be shaken, and love can’t be unspoken, of things that may not happen, let Silence be ….  Read More

In Another Realm: Passersby and Sightings

  Some odd things I remember; when I was thirteen, my first dance was with a young man who died a year after. My first kiss was with a lad who was first and my last. While my first love was a character from a book. It is strange that I dreamed about so many lives ….  Read More

Some Childhood Memories Part 1

  Chronicling the Awkward Years When I was a grade school student, afternoons were spent reading and re-reading our textbooks. I usually do an advance reading and end up finishing the whole thing. So when I ran out of things to do, I explore outside the house. I do crazy things like make my own ….  Read More