A fine vintage Of memories running On your forehead Delicate lines Hills and ravines Life’s ups and downs Chiseled on your brows
Highs and Lows
Scaling mountains Traversing hills Like a madman roams In the highs and lows Of your bosom This thrill seeker Finally, finds a home
Wind and Dew
She plaited stars Shimmers unparalleled In her lustrous braid When the wind unravelled Those twisted tresses Diamonds floated free And became dew drops
Beauty
I searched in Golden sand dunes Silver ice-scapes Burgundy hills Fields of peridot Beauty, I eventually Found you within
Stars and Moon
I will meet you At the other side Of the blue night In sweet slumber In deep sleep Let’s serenade the moon Trace lines on the stars
Sand and Ice
Are you made up of Golden sand dunes Or of the icy miracles Of snow top mountains With you, under the galaxy Of a thousand sparkles My heart melts, freezes Sighs, rejoices, all at once!
I am just ME … a soul streaming across constellations, over eons of turbulent changes and tranquil noises, perturbed by the visions that engulf me and ruffled by the oft complacence that challenges the change. Yet, I must travel further across the galaxies, in search of the ultimate metamorphosis. Until then, I sojourn in this life, engrossed in my earthly callings of a wife, mother, professional, writer, dreamer, and seeker.
On this blog you will find a spectrum of fiction, poetry, reviews, thoughts, snippets, inspiration, experiences, voices, concerns, excerpts, and everything that the soul has gathered in her fold, over years of reading, searching, finding, losing, and discovering. I regularly indulge in various creative pursuits, like crochet, experimental cooking, reading, and writing, and I hold a managerial/editorial role in a financial services organization with a global footprint.
For a long time, social media hijacked my personal writing space, as I was sharing more on Facebook and writing Tweet-sized poetry on Twitter. Social media is instant but temporary gratification. Ultimately, a writer needs their own space, and personal blogging provides that space. I had started a blog more than a decade ago but all things need to be infused with new life, emerge in a new avatar, and so it is with my new blog space.
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