Leaving myself

I fall a flower on its way to god’s feet empty of desires devoid of defenses willing to be adorned or trodden over The mind is shedding its person leaving behind a being at once nothing and all-encompassing Where there was once fear now lives joy waiting to play in light bask in the glowContinueContinue reading “Leaving myself”

On the streets of Ooty

On her forehead worries collapsed one upon another a wrinkly pile of seasons harsh sustaining each other Wrapped in wool her body refused warmth creeping into her heart with a strangers smile She sat crumbling in pavements indifferent to her plight diffidence poised on her lips waiting for the dusk that forever hung over theContinueContinue reading “On the streets of Ooty”

Re-discovering writing with Rilke

An impulse is enough to remind you of what you love and truly cherish. In the recent years earning income from my writing has become so necessary that at moments I forget what it is to write for passion; to give in to the urge inside which at the very moment that I want toContinueContinue reading “Re-discovering writing with Rilke”

Breaking free

I built them. Slowly and steadily Adding one brick after the other One fear after another Till the wall around was thick and strong It protected me from everything that was coming my way. But tomorrow, I will take a hammer and bring it down One by one, slowly and steadily Till nothing remains TheContinueContinue reading “Breaking free”

When the world tries to get to you

This mantra might work… I refuse to succumb to words: that doubt my goodness discredit my work Ignore my contributions Insult my intelligence Mock my innocence Taunt my actions Question my worth I know what I am made of And so I will not leave it to others To sculpt me into their unfulfilled choicesContinueContinue reading “When the world tries to get to you”