Still You

I have finally stopped trying to heal...I just hope for my soulPoetry may be my solace from myselfBut in every crack of my heart... You still be - Vibha

Holding On

There is a space between the ribs. It is called emptiness. As hollow as it may seem, it is heavy. I carry it well on the outside but inside the pain is unbearable. I smile, I laugh, I push myself to smile till every muscle of my body tears apart. I may be the happiest...

Unfinished Business

As I was nearing the completion of the mixed media journal and in the middle of colouring the mandala, my 12 year old boy pops his head in between to ask - "Is this the last one in this journal?" "A few titbits remaining, but I feel sad that the journal is coming to a...

A Little Less of Me

With so many roles to play, there is always a little less of me. I wonder if I lived in that little girl who smiled wide standing by the sea, knowing she was the perfect one to be clicked. I wonder if I lived in that school girl who was fiercely loyal to her cult...

Sunday / संडे

ये संडे भी कुछ नागवार सा हैExam के बीच पड़े इतवार सा है हफ्ता कब खत्म हुआये पता भी ना चलासूरज की आहट से पहलेकाम का शुरू हुआ सिलसिलाकभी अदरक वाली चाय हाथ मेंमिल जाया करती थीअब सुबह बेस्वाद ग्रीन टी के हिसाब सा हैये संडे भी कुछ नागवार सा हैExam के बीच पड़े इतवार...

The Pause

They say 'Karma is Bitch', and 'Life takes a Full Circle'. So while we are on a self imprisonment, imposed by a microbe that we can barely see with the naked eye, we realize that life is full of cliches and most of them are true. So while the human race is quarantined and the...