Afternoon Poets

For sleep comes when worry leaves;
It is too timid to confront the phantoms of the past.
Not us, though- we have laid there quietly,
Wrestling the noisy demons in our head
Till our limbs grew weary at the crack of dawn.

Breathe

And when I feel stuck in the doldrums of life,
When nothing seems to move anymore,
When I slip down the dark abyss of nothingness,
And my eyes simply don’t wish to search for the light anymore,
I take a breath.
I breathe in the air
That is moist with the tears of poets,
Ringing with the pain of musicians,
Whispering in my ears, the beautiful stories of many unpublished writers,

Too Young

Clouds, delicate and feathery,
Dancing in the sky
To the beat of the winds;
Too wild to stop here,
Too young to know
Where to go next.

Inked: The Art of Writing

A beautifully noted ready reverie,
That sets all fears free.
A pretty scene springing to life,
Leaving dreams and reality in a
heated strife.
A far fetched hope written down
without haste,
Melting into a sugar-sweet
aftertaste.

Nonetheless

You’ve been broken down to pieces,
And pulled yourself together nonetheless.
Your mind has reeled at the amount of things to be dealt with,
And gotten stuff done nonetheless.
You’ve been overwhelmed to the point of forgetting to breathe,
And inhaled hope nonetheless.
You’ve feared everybody else’s verdict,
And put yourself first nonetheless.
You’ve struggled to even wake up some days,
And made it through those days nonetheless.

It takes courage 💫

IT TAKES COURAGETo be rooted in principles, To not do “cool” things because they violate those values, To stand up against the wrongs and the evil-doers, Even when you have to stand alone.To look around just to find noise that repels, To look inside and to discover an absurd silence. To not compromise on the […]

Floating through Despair: Negative Emotions♾

It is no secret that we are all living in crazy times, which unfortunately, makes us more vulnerable to anxiety, despair and pressing thoughts. To be honest, keeping up with the abrupt changes is but a herculean labour.

Come dive into my experience which is probably an identical twin to yours and find answers to nagging questions.🌈✨

HOPE: The Magic, The Miracle ✨

Hope is a throng of fireflies in the pitch black darkness of the wild,
The echo of faith in the emptiness of void.💫

Hope is choosing to hustle harder with patience,
When it’s tempting to self-victimise, slip into anxiety and impatiently give up.🌻