The Bench, A book and she is reading it to me lying on my lap. The magic of Notting Hill will be created. This is the place where I first caught my breath on snowdrops. I didn’t know what I was expecting to see and experience in this random place Worthing, that I chose toContinue reading “Highdown Gardens”
Tag Archives: Romance
Of Blue Sky and Bare Trees
“I see the soul of the trees. Every gnarled knot & scar revealed. Nothing to conceal under a pretentious foliage.”“The branches like penitent lacerations of remorse & regrets extending further on and further on towards the sky, waiting for something.” Best part of writeup. It reminded me of the day when I painted “Solitude” forContinue reading “Of Blue Sky and Bare Trees”
Live and Let Live
Why cannot people live by this simple principle? The reason I am putting my thoughts in print is because of the explanations people are expecting from my husband. They want to know why has he ALLOWED me to travel alone and stay alone for five months in a foreign land!!! How could she leave herContinue reading “Live and Let Live”
Two Still Tango-ing Around
She is a Flower ChildWho Loved My FlawsHeld me Together as a PieceStill Poles Apart in ThoughtsI Walked AloneShe Followed Me SilentlyWhen Blessings Came CallingShe Called Out, be Gracious.
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”
Hold My Hand
His expressions of loveSometimes are complicated wordsOtherwise just a touchBoth immersed in love. She hears those voiceless wordsAnd reads him like a tome. Thank you Penne.#MalfunctionsOfMyBrain He holds her handsWhen he feelsthat words are inadequate.She smiles,hearing his wordsthat his touch articulates. Hold My Hand
Dreams To Wake Up With
Good portion of yesterday’s evening I spent looking at the rain and lightning at the South West end of my balcony. Twilight was slowly getting overshadowed by the dark clouds at the horizon. Petrichor laced breeze carried particles of raindrops and caressed my face with nature’s romance that my heart wanted. She called to remindContinue reading “Dreams To Wake Up With”
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”
Malfunctions of My Brain 