Here I’m after a long bubble bath Close your eyes now Follow the scent Touch me, Feel me, It’s my turn now You can’t stop
Tag: Poem
When I love, I love like I just met him yesterday and I’ve never been hurt.. When I love, I love like He is the
A part of my poem loves deep conversations while the silent part of it never ends…So tell me if I become a poem what will
Words are the bushes which bloom a poetry in silence, like flowers! Here is a letter to you from a dew heart.. Poem titled “Blooming
Dear readers and writers, Thank you so much for your kind support in my writing journey. It means the world to me! But have you
An exciting update on A dew chimes. It’s finally there. A dew chimes, my very first poetry book is out now. Finally I get to
My first poetry anthology titled “A dew chimes” is available for Pre-order now. And it will be published by 18th June 2022. We are a
1. Every time I try to untouch the tides of trauma the same oceanic depths of grief grabs my empty oyster shells on the shore
Excited to win the position of one of the top finalists in the Wingless Dreamer 3 Elements Poetry Contest 2022. I’m honored that my poem
You are the aura of love turning stirring moments into a paradise of entwining moonbeams You are that February flower where I cherish every moment
Nothing matters Half of me is drenched in downpour Rain has this magic of falling uneven it wets the north of my home while no
Some hurt us twice as we don’t learn We forgive and treat them the same while they don’t deserve to have the ‘old-you’ again. We
I don’t miss you, but I miss your vibes I miss the connection I thought I can vibe on my own I thought I can
What is a Haiku? 3 line poem lines following *5-7-5 format capturing the beauty of a moment poems on nature no need to rhyme *5-7-5
Feel so good that my poem titled “I won’t retire” is (not) published in the anthology “Found A Proverb” by Poets’ Choice. Don’t be surprised.
I am much delighted that 3 of my Haiku have been accepted to Word Weaving – A Word Craft Journal of Syllabic Verse. The journal
claws of emptiness she is hanging on like a lost dandelion silence lingering I dislike it between us you need me, as I rustle of
I’m not homesick But I need to go home It has been a year and half since I haven’t gone home.. it’s the pandemic which
My love language is as firm as a hard algorithm, meant for only him but kind of illiterate failing to express hiding a lot within
Happy to share that my poem has been featured in the Haiku podcast of Poetry Pea. Thank you Patricia for selecting my poem. I’m honored