With love from me to me

A love letter from myself for myself and to myself Dear Nandi You are everything that you didn’t think you would be when your grow up. Maybe that’s because you didn’t know the truth back then. That life, happens and sometimes things fall apart just to fall in place. I want you to know that

Bleeding Words

I’ve written them not because I couldn’t say them, But because I was afraid to say it all. I wrote them because I was afraid no one would believe the words coming out of my mouth. I wrote the sorrows of my heart in black and white. I wore a plastic smile that I could

WITHOUT YOU

Without you I’m melodious song playing through the quiet walls of my heart.Without you, I can finally see myself as a better person.Without you I am able to be myself and love it.Without you I am unafraid and undefeated. Because I could not be all these things with you, I choose to stay without you.

NOVEMBER MOON

The October sun set and made way for a new moon. She glowed with a new light and sent sweet zephyrs through the atmosphere.I marvelled at her from the edge of my window, what a magnificent sight she was. She beamed her light at me and I felt kiss of peace on my forehead .

A PIECE OF HEAVEN

A life beyond these four white walls. An awaking that I yearned for. The kiss of the sun on my skin. The gentle breeze making love to my hair freeing me of my contempt. I broke through the chains that held me down to my bed and ran to the hills. I laid on my

Memories Of She

This poem is dedicated to my aunt Jane who lost her battle to cervical cancer last year. Your memory will live on forever.

The Art of healing and grieving

They will tell you that time heals every scar and not hand you a ‘second’ shaped bandaid to patch it up. They will tell you to take it a day at time and not tell how much of it you should take. When you take too much, it will start to eat up your joy