The haunting sound from the beeping monitors fills the deafening silence pervading the hospital room. The pungent smell of the disinfectant is overbearing. The bare
Author: Gowri Bhargav
Gowri is a woman on a quest to fulfill her dreams. She likes to experiment with words.
Maybell’s Fairy Magic
Spring was in the air. Fairyland was buzzing with activity. Emma was busy painting the petals of the flowers. Tiana unfurled the wings of butterflies
Melancholic Melodies
Mon Amour! With words unsaid thou chose to bid adieu, Memories of yore swirl amidst all spaces void, Alas! My ambling days are now fraught
Simmering Embers Amidst the Sands of Time
The sublime moon is no longer visible. The stars seem to cringe with fear as they are tucked in by the ominous clouds. A sudden
The Dinner Disaster
“Are you sure you want me to come? Does your father know about me?” asked Neel to Sheela. “Yes, kind of! Don’t worry, my love!
Call of Autumn
The vibrant hues of autumn leaves, Adorn the trees in layers vast, They dance and prance to wind with glee, A feast indeed to dimming
Uncharted Territories
“Come here, you slut! Haven’t I told you not to utter a word when I’m in the mood?” Suresh’s voice bellowed as he dragged Priya
Fond Nostalgia
The autumnal leaves tinged with memories, Shimmer in hues that tug at my heartstrings, My childhood unfurls in bright tapestries… All symphonies susurrate, my heart
The Enchantress
A sinuous road led me to the woods deep, Beside a brook, ‘neath a tree, I fell asleep, But soon, entwined melodies dulcet, in my
Our Ardent Love
Stories infinite we crochet every night, Passion brews amidst every eloquent verse, Our hearts hum melodies with promises bright, To the Elysian heights we fondly
The Morning Drill
The morning’s come, oh no! It’s the same drill, The boring rigmarole, it does kill, The dirty laundry gives me a wild stare, The undone
Drenched Verses
Verses of love mutely weep, ‘neath the drenched pillow they seek solace, With fond memories they fervently ooze, Yearning ardently for the days bygone. Wildly
Christmas Holidays
Ravishing poinsettias red, Decked up in rows set mood Jolly. Wafting fragrance from gingerbread, Sumptuous spread of food Lovely. Friends, families gather with glee, ‘Tis
Run Sundari, Run!
“Appa! It is so quiet here unlike in the city. I don’t see any vehicles on the road. There is no park too. Besides, I
The Perfect Family Picture
“Ding-dong!” Sundari’s father rushed to open the door. “Sundari, my darling princess! You came home before I could come to the bus stop. I thought
Unheard Pleas
I am different but I haven’t sinned Alas! I shed silent tears I yearn to be free, why can’t you see? Will you please put
Celebrating Life with Memories
“May I know why you are very quiet today, dear?” asked Sundari’s dad. Every evening after coming back from school Sundari would rush to her
A Soulmate’s Winter Song
The leaves have withered; I may fail to wake up to a tomorrow, But please don’t shed tears vapidly, Reminisce all the fragrant days we’ve