Nothing but an optical illusion is a mirage The heart and mind play tricks on our senses We chase it and find it’s a mere delusion A fleeting transient picture Read More
At the tender age of six, more than my school books, I loved crayons, sketch pens, and erasers. My favourite were scented erasers in different shapes and sizes. Unfortunately I Read More
My endless worry, Prices soaring high High bills make me sigh! My stress and tension Where do I bury? Farmers are in grief Rain spell has been brief With trees Read More
Hope is in the last flicker Of the dying candle As it starts burning again With more life and brightness Hopeful is the sunbeam As through tiny crack in the Read More
To converse is truly an art by itself Words and tone of speaker; overwhelms or repels Some speakers try to drown the other’s voice and views Whilst others try to Read More
Every night I search you in a starThousand times I wonder why you went so farI sleep with my little window slightly ajarLest, you feel like coming down on a Read More
It’s the last calendar page of the year Jingle of Santa’s bells is slowly coming near Soon the earth will be under a white blanket of snow The month of Read More
Lying on my sofa One lazy afternoon Seeing children painting The moon and shiny stars Drifted away in a Vibrant colourful dream Dreamt colourful crayons Were sitting together To discuss Read More
A cool, pleasant morning greeted Mother Nature as she stepped out in the garden. Soft zephyr lightly brushed her cheeks. Sunflowers and daisies swayed on beats of bees buzzing and Read More
