Photographs, an assemblage of memoirs Forgotten moments and words unspoken Evoking emotions often etched with scars That leave behind dreams completely broken Each photograph has
Author: Nisha Tandon
Nisha is an entrepreneur in HR field with previous work experience in education, hotels and training. She enjoys her journey of life trying to make her 16 year old daughter diagnosed with Down Syndrome, independent and well integrated in the society. Being a typical Taurean, she takes life head on and is ready to face challenges with a perennial smile.
Glorious Dawn
As dew drops fall on them, the leaves stir Withdrawing ratherish impishly They gyrate with deftness in cadence A long walk at dawn then soothes
Etched in Her Heart
She enjoyed the strumming And each chord created a new beat On her guitar …and in her heart as well!!! Memories came flooding With each
Musical Heartbeats
Listen To my heartbeats That sing a song unknown To mesmerise and enthral you For keeps Enjoy The symphony Embracing it closely Till you willingly
Unfading Scars
His final goodbye left her shattered and dazed She knew not how to gather the fragments of his memories Spending unfathomable hours reminiscing She withdrew herself into a cocoon till infinity As
Dream Come True
Savita Devi was very anxious but trying to control her pounding heartbeat. Carefully removing the red satin cloth, her Geeta was wrapped in, she began
An Ode to Dad
1999 Arpita was anxious since morning. The situation at the border was very tense. As per latest update by the Army headquarters in Chandigarh, few
Dusky Romance
She strolled along the beach Quite amazed As bouncy waves playfully splashed Tickling her nimble feet Far she chased The suds, against her as they
The Arched Bow
The rainbow in the Azure sky leaves me Blithe as it bedecks The blue yonder with It’s prismatic hues. It takes birth amidst Some sunshine
Forbidden Path
As soon as the clock struck 11, Priya left her work and called out to her daughter, “Kiya, can you please hurry? How many times
A Woman So Divine
Her ocean-blue eyes And her ashen face Her quivering lips An epitome of grace Two crescent-shaped brows Enrich her molten eyes A well-sculpted figure Many
The Caravan of Friendship
Whenever life’s few dilemmas left us perplexed And our burdened souls we gravely needed to bare We didn’t once hesitate to reach out and create Perfect moments for
Hope to keep me alive
The child in me dreams the impossible And lives in a world of mere fantasy Dreams that are sublime and incredible Obscure dreams full of
When I am Gone
Keep me alive in your memories when I am long gone Everlasting and sacrosanct , a bond so strong No words can describe the emotions
Nature’s Muse
The quietude in the crisp winter night Sends a sudden chill down my spine It brings along with it an undesirable loneliness And leaves me
Autumn Musings
I sigh aloud And in solitude rest Lonely, against the naked tree Hearing subtle music careless wind plays Leaves dance to its melodic tunes Scattering
Like a Mermaid
Amisha splashed playfully in the swimming pool, oblivious to the other swimmers who had aced the strokes. She looked comfortable in her floating ring as
The Lost Hope
Life brings along cheer, celebrations, learning, and beautiful memories. But Mr Raman’s myriad wrinkles had another story to tell. For over a decade, he lived
The Lonely Bench
Smita walked in pale-faced, a bit reluctantly, to avoid the curious eyes of the mourners. She did not wish to reveal her identity. There were
Your Mesmerizing Eyes
They hold me captive And they imprison me Every second of the hour They tend to mesmerize My heart melts when I peer into