Somewhere I belong.

Pic credit: Homestratosphere.com As if I needed a reasonto leave the porchlight onfor you to come looking for mebeneath the Bougainville planternext to the bottom porch stepwhere I buried my heart along with the house keysand place me in the locketresting above your heartwhich is the only place I knowas somewhere I belong. Somewhere IContinue reading “Somewhere I belong.”

Phinnaeus: Why I like English Subject

One of the best investment decisions I took in my life was in 1999. It did not involve money but it was necessary to make it. I pronounced, “English will be the only language allowed in my family. No conversation can be in Malayalam or Hindi”. It was not a welcome move. Many of myContinue reading “Phinnaeus: Why I like English Subject”

World Poetry Day

You are slowly becoming an #AthukkumMele writer. Your chemistry with life, words, taste, thoughts and love are in perfect combination and well synchronised. Enjoying every moment of your creativity. Yesterday was World Poetry Day. I woke up to a tag on Twitter by a generous soul, who added me as one of his favourite poets.Continue reading “World Poetry Day”

Appreciation, Feel The Spark Within When You Give.

“Why do you appreciate me for even the smallest of things that I do?” She said with a coy blush. “Am I not supposed to? Appreciation and criticism comes pretty much natural to me.” With an amusement written all over her face, she said, “You have been appreciating me for what I have done forContinue reading “Appreciation, Feel The Spark Within When You Give.”

Lover’s Felled

Romance around the Rust. “Like a lover who did not want to part even in death” simply awesome. Love is the greatest support which often goes unnoticed and underappreciated. Never let the romance dry up. November Photo A Day Challenge, by City Sonnet, Day 26 Slow Under years of siege by water and oxygen from the air,Continue reading “Lover’s Felled”

Thoughts From Thirteen, Though 7 Years Old, It Still Holds.

“Change me not but change for goodSpoil me not but spoil my badPrayers that gloss my lipsNever for me but allCurse me with night but I will wish you dayLight is far in my tunnel but I promise you nay darknessPain is my companion but I share noneLife turns and every turn is a teacher.”Continue reading “Thoughts From Thirteen, Though 7 Years Old, It Still Holds.”

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