On certain low and gloomy days,Pain is all you see,Dismay seems to weigh you down,In none you find glee.The souls with whom you’ve mingled well,Brutally make you bleed,The ones for whose joy you endeavoured,Grudge the moment you succeed.You toil relentlessly for days,But diligence doesn’t pay off,To cope with impending failures,You find it really tough.Stories ofContinue reading “Battling Gloomy Days”
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The Ambrosial Incense
A tempting redolence.
A Cloak and Dagger Junction
According a report by WHO: Mental health conditions account for 16% of the global burden of disease and injury in people aged 10–19 years. Half of all mental health conditions start by 14 years of age but most cases are undetected and untreated (1). Globally, depression is one of the leading causes of illness andContinue reading “A Cloak and Dagger Junction”
The Abyss
Too deep to see, yet too shallow to reach,Dark a place it is, for it is the conglomeration of a thousand colours,It is the provenance of emotions and serves to be the graveyard too,It is a mighty abyss,Getting out of it is a knack of a few,It’s none but another you within you.It grows insideContinue reading “The Abyss”
The Pauper’s Patronage
From a childhood scourged by the atrocities ofPaucity,I could carry none but grumpiness with me into,Adulthood,My soul, failing to comply with the impending servitude,Nudged to cross the threshold of my miniscule abode,Just when I was about to consummate marriage.So there was I, a destitute,But obstinate enough, not to be aVagrant,Since forfeiture dared not touch me,‘twasContinue reading “The Pauper’s Patronage”
Gauging Virtues
In the famous Indian epic Ramayana, Ram , Lakshman and Sita are the most sought after characters . But Sita’s sister , Urmila , inspite of her selfless decision and projection of immense maturity is not often discussed. Urmila obeyed her husband , Lakshmana , and stayed back in Ayodhya to look after her inContinue reading “Gauging Virtues”
Beyond the flawless skin !
As I gaze at the glaring glass of mirror,The fascimile of a maiden I see,Wrapped in an immaculate skin she is,From all blemishes and speckles it’s free.Her visage conceives all reasons of vanity,But reflects sheer drabness,As if her mind is wreaking havoc,With all the brewing happiness.Her beautiful eyes look tormented,Perturbed by the pandemonium in herContinue reading “Beyond the flawless skin !”
Dream or Nightmare ? (Today’s prompt – joke)
At the threshold of adulthood, my heart saw a flush of pink, perhaps love was about to commence, in the ocean of passion I was ready to sink. There stood a maiden , right infront of me, my eyes rekindled at her sight, my soul began frollicking in glee. An immaculate stretch of sun tannedContinue reading “Dream or Nightmare ? (Today’s prompt – joke)”
The Tale of Tarrying Time
With the burden of a million curses, she scuffs in an unflagging way, fondling zillions as she passes, the aroma of hope she does spray. What if time complies with us? What if she ceases to budge ? What if she gives in to our pleadings? What if she doesn’t move even if we nudge?Continue reading “The Tale of Tarrying Time”
Freedom from binary
Tell me not to single out,one out of white and black,why get tinted with one of two?do diversity we lack ?Preach if needed, speak aloud,what is good and what is bad,make me see the stark frontier,but don’t they say it’s good to be bad?Why air only dark and fair?does mulatto not have a seraphic grace?neitherContinue reading “Freedom from binary”
Rambling rhymes 