Category: Poems

A Pattern

She sits by the window And stares at the moon And on his cd player Is the same old tune. She knows every word Every line in each song It’s always on repeat And she starts to hum along. All the stars spell his name All the photos tell a …

Guest Post: Magic

Hello, Folks. Today I am presenting to you a dear friend, an extremely talented blogger Ramya Rao who blogs at Words & Me. An engineer by profession, she loves to pen down poems, stories, travelogues and book reviews on her blog. A true bibliophile, she is all about women empowerment …

Tokens of Love #writebravely

there’s a certain sadness in her eyes that words cannot express a love that’s lost melted halfway she is torn the trust is broken innocence betrayed one huge mistake the rush to label him as her love to quench the thirst of her soul choices are everywhere but she doesn’t …

Night of Shame

The evening has arrived, The sun had set and the moon has shined, At the crack of dawn when the world will rejoice I will party with my friends and make some noise.   Tomorrow is not just any other day, It’s a new year, new beginning, a fresh chance to …

Love #MicroPoetry

  It’s a #MicroPoetry today! I hope you like it! This post is for Day 23 of UBC and Daily Chatter. Also linking to #MondayMusings @CorinneBlogs.

And that’s what I am!

I can go on and on about the little things I love For I get jumpy When I receive a handwritten letter which I’ll ever let go off. I believe in fairy tales, shooting stars and magical endings But family and warm hugs are more splendid. Sunsets and beaches send me to an odd melancholy …

Will You Come Back?

She stood by the window And waited for her hero; All while wondering where it all went wrong For he was like her favourite slow song. She waited and waited in vain At least to meet his glare in fury and disdain. He was imprinted on her brain For forgetting …

When I was a Kid

“What do you want to be when you grow up?” Ha! that’s a question we face at different stages of our childhood! Oh, in different forms too! Be it a casual query, to write an essay on or the topic for a speech. but, doesn’t the answer vary with age …

Paint my Life

Paint my life with florals. With all the joy they bring. Paint my life with florals. So it may feel like spring. Paint my life with florals. In autumn’s brilliant world. Paint my life with florals. Before my love whirl and swirl. This post is for Day 15 of UBC …

Photo Friday 

Tell me I can’t and I’ll show you how to find the sun behind the storm that brews just out of sight! This post is for Day 14 of UBC and Daily Chatter

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