The wind asks the cherry treeto wake me upby rapping on my windowwith its overgrown branch.It wants me to judge the orchestrawith the air aroundas one colossal woodwind instrumentplayed by the inept fingers and mouthof the trees and windows left open.The sound that they produceis similar to the […]
I was a teacher by profession and leader to a team for 21 years. Now on a sabbatical, exploring and polishing my vestigial skills in writing and Photography.
I took my city dreams to bed.After a night of passion,we lie side by sidelanguid fingerstracing the contours of my soulI know what I seekdoes not exist in that time warp.Now, the phantom that you seeopening a portalback to that old church steepleis me.
Even though I am not politically inclined, I couldn’t help posting the above image, as I have been seeing some people still not accepting that the governance failed and things spun out of hand. Everyday, I get to hear the death of a friend or an acquaintance, often […]
Remember the timewhen you pretended,you were terrified of lightningjust as an excuseto hold me tight? Then you saidmy heart beats louder than thunderand my blood singssymphony with the rain.
The windwhispers in a language that only her auburn tressescould comprehend.
Generally, I share my culinary experiments with my Instagram audience. This one had recipe requests, so I had to deviate from my practice of winging with it and write down a recipe. I would call this as my perfectly Maillarded chicken breasts. That’s not what I named it. […]
He would ratherleave unsigned poemsunder her door,and feel her lovein second handfor her mysterious lover,than confessand lose her friendship as well.
Twenty Word Tuesday by Bulbul Week 32 – Cat She was now in her cat persona, aloof, indecipherable, not acknowledging his existence and he knew he had to wait. Leena
I picked up a lexicon and a thesaurus just to match steps with this man, 24 years ago, while he was writing pages long letters and poems for me. 24 years later, another poem for me. I am truly blessed. Showers of BlessingShe is a Flower Child Who […]
Twenty Word Tuesday by Bulbul Colours. The sky is dressed in penitential colours as an atonement in advance for the havoc it is about to wreck. Leena.