Pond (Haiku)

Dear friends, After taking part in a Haiku contest, I got inspired to make an attempt at writing haikus. My fellow bloggers, who are well versed in this poetry form, please read and leave a comment about my humble attempt. Will mean a lot to me. Update: Emily of Musings of electric Soul has kindly … Continue reading Pond (Haiku)

My Muse

This is the third poem in the anthology of poems called Lifecycle of a poem “Never durst a poet touch a pen to write Until his ink was tempered with love's sighs.” ― William Shakespeare, Love's Labour's Lost My inspiration the music to which my quill dances  wildly beyond the realms of dreams and reality As … Continue reading My Muse

A cry for life

This is the seventh and final poem in the anthology of poems based on Social Evils. I really appreciate the strength and encouragement of my blogging family which helped me in spreading awareness but as they say, the work never stops, so keep spreading the word. Please read the previous ones here and spread the word. The … Continue reading A cry for life

Still I rise-Maya Angelou in honor of NaPoWriMo

In honor of the 90th birth anniversary of Maya Angelou and the National Poetry month, I would like to share this great poem by her which instills me with grit and determination every single time I read it. You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the … Continue reading Still I rise-Maya Angelou in honor of NaPoWriMo


A large black cumulus shape around me floating endlessly conjured by my purple thoughts and in my hallowed mind its beginning to swell up and pour on my raisin skin and filling up every pour every nook and corner of my being a mushroom hovering simmering with the acidic thought burning through this cold ice blurring with tales of … Continue reading Recollection


This poem came to my mind as my neighbors are relocating.I saw that familiar look in her’s daughter’s eye.

Megha's World

As she looks back throughher car seat windoweverything was getting smallerby every passing minuteEverything was slowly moving awayeverything was dwindling downthe friends she has spenther best part of her fifth gradeand played the silliest games they  foundThe playground where she playedand the swings which took herhigh up in the skythe small lanes and alleys in the streetwere slowly waving her goodbyeShe slowly passed by the house of the boyshe couldn't believe she had a crush onnow the truth will always willbe buried in the little diaryin her small little palmThe stores near his housewhere convenientlyeverything she could findand there was no reasonfor so many stores in that line.The dainty hills in the backwhere her friend could playfrom dusk till dawnwhere she first tore herpretty birthday dressshe…

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Lifecycle of a poem ( An anthology)

“Every heart sings a song, incomplete until another heart whispers back. Those who wish to sing always find a song. At the touch of a lover, everyone becomes a poet.” ― Plato Hello, my blogging family, This next series of poems I'm trying to write is an ode to poetry. I just wanted to write … Continue reading Lifecycle of a poem ( An anthology)


My eyes are still intoxicated by your dreams of your presence I'm still imbued in the softness of your lips entwined in mine the pleasure still lingers the moaning still living under the bated breath arms are still feeling the your gentle embrace fingers still counting the turns they make my mouth still smells of … Continue reading Intoxicated

Pay It Forward Thursday at GoDogGo Cafe- February 15, 2018

Welcome to Pay It Forward Thursday at GoDogGo cafe. All Go Dog Go readers, guest writers, and baristas are invited to post one link at the GoDogGo cafe site to one specific post from someone else’s blog ii the comments section below.  We encourage you to give a shout-out to someone who has wowed you as a reader, creatively inspired … Continue reading Pay It Forward Thursday at GoDogGo Cafe- February 15, 2018

To begin again….

To begin again, something must end a vicious life circle and that is the trend; you are conceived as  a hope floating  as a stardust in the skies you take form as a hope and the quest for the life begins; planning your precarious life tiptoeing the mistakes and holding onto your pride the journey begins; … Continue reading To begin again….

An appeal

I request you to stop this incessant pain in my marred heart and pallid face brewing the stories of yore I insist, I implore Remove your presence your existence from my life the dark reflection which consumes my soul like a black hole leaves it with nothing to explore I insist, I implore The deep throbbing of the heart … Continue reading An appeal


I enrolled myself to become part of your fictitious life to feel lonely and dejected to feel unwanted distorted breathing  just to survive I am decked up under false pretenses and shining those fake smiles and forced grin passing cheers to everyone or anyone who seems akin. Happy to be your arm candy and feeling … Continue reading Fake