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Recent Posts
Lured by your Melody
Theme : Use all the colors of the rainbow in your poem Beneath the vermillion red sky, as I sit by the river during eventide, I'm mesmerized by a distant melody from a flute, I twirl endlessly lost in a distant realm, My orange and green lehenga...
Mahabalipuram
Theme : Write about a piece of architecture that you admire An architectural marvel dating from the 8th century, A site of busy port during Pallava dynasty, A prominent landmark for seafarers, Mahabalipuram is timeless because of its architectural marvels....
Voices in my head
When creepy voices inside my head whisper, Self- doubts and baseless ramblings invade ruthlessly, Mindless and vicious seem every intruder. Through invisible doors fears enter, Oh! How can I ever be carefree, When creepy voices inside my head whisper....
The Choices We Fail to Make
Theme : In the end we regret the choices we failed to make. Perhaps the untaken path was far from scary, Perhaps it was gilded with success story, Waiting endlessly for us to tread, Perhaps it drowned and disappeared in pages unread. Perhaps...
Always, Forever
My love! I wrap your cozy pashmina shawl with the cool, crispy wind, As your sublime face manifests ‘midst moonbeams, The voids in my breaths are infused with wafting moments, How I sense your lingering presence in ways unseen. As your sublime face...
Broken Mirror
Theme : I broke my mirror *** And for one last time she held the mirror with a perspective new, For now she could distinguish between true and untrue. Her flaws and scars mirrored imperfections, But she realized lessons she'd learned had chiseled...