Left with her wings

I have this little angel. For me she left her wings. She has no idea how much happiness she truly brings. She brightens up my days with her smiles and her laughs. She helps me to remember all the blessings that I have. Her face, it is so perfect, she's sweet and soft and pure. … Continue reading Left with her wings


And The Story Begins…

When I first met you I was so shy, I couldn't even hold your hand or kiss you good-bye. But after a while I started falling in love with you, And next thing I know, I was so much attached to you.... Now every morning when I wake up I see you lying next to … Continue reading And The Story Begins…

Part of You

Best Friend For so long I held my heart so securely in place. Away from the world, in this cold, dark, lonely space. Then you came into my life, and I didn't know what to do. What my heart had so longingly missed, I now found in you. Letting you in my life was something … Continue reading Part of You

Hope’s Gleam

The flower that is given little light tastes not enough of joy and cannot thrive, then fades away like dusk into the night. The soul who struggles just to stay alive much like the flower wilting in the dark, tastes not enough of joy and cannot thrive. How can a fire be lit if there’s … Continue reading Hope’s Gleam

Writers are Paranoid

Pre-Script: We, writers, may be well known and respected for portraying our thoughts in words but there are few secrets that every writer keeps to himself. Now, I may be exaggerating but these are my worst fears and to be honest each of it is a byproduct of paranoia. Writers are Paranoid From the moment … Continue reading Writers are Paranoid


A glass of red wine On a cold night, lies a circular lake the colour of blood; Christ’s blood. Wavering liquid and dancing lights, breathing spirit from red enigma. It shines and reflects as I sit to ponder. On life – with mourners and celebrators, travellers and settlers, blood and water, with old and new. … Continue reading ON A RED WINE TRAIL

Winking Cupcake

I sink my shiny white teeth into The rich creamy delicious chocolate cake . I lick my lips,I think I am addicted. My mind sighs blackberries and a moonstruck melody plays along my spine as I soak up the fruited juice of I love you coloring your lips The cherry blush of breathless, And a … Continue reading Winking Cupcake

My Best Half

Time's due / My best half. First time we met. We smiled, laughed and played by the big Oak Tree in the back. A kindergarten friendship we made. It lasted for years, Through all of the school life. Laughs and smiles, Fights and tears. And now we know, We are never apart. If I did … Continue reading My Best Half