Trivial

Like a speck of dust in the big world, I am insignificant in the greater scheme of things. The universe is huge and it doesn’t revolve around me. Who would think a fact as clear as that will have to be stated? But we’ve created extravagant scenarios in our little heads where everything affects us…

Footprints In Sand

I left an impression on his life just like leaving footprints in sand- vivid yet short lived. A slight gust of wind blew me away… -Yamini

Time To Reflect

It was a Saturday evening, much like any other weekend. The music was loud, booze was high and my heels ached. I secluded into a corner with a drink in my hand and no thoughts on my mind. Out of nowhere he patted on my shoulder and asked, “Is this the hour of self reflection…

In Search Of Light

There is light at the end of this tunnel that has long since been drowned. So what if I have to float to get to the other end? The light never dims… it still shows me the path. So what if I have to hold a lamp to guide me even during the day? The…

The Balance In Breeze

There’s nothing like the cool breeze that blows right before the first rays of sun emerge from behind the dark sky. Like a reminder of balance. The sun won’t shine on us forever, the clouds will loom. The harsh cold will take over this warmth only to be pushed back again every morning. Just like…

From Dusk Till Dawn

This is the morning after a night of thinking. Just a few hours ago I was floating in thoughts of death and despair. I lay motionless for the entire night, pondering over the meaning of life. Am I any wiser this morning? The answer lies in the wrinkles of the sheets and the wetness of…

One Sheet At A Time

There is hollowness in my existence. My soul is crumbling like a worn down house in a storm. I am alive… my flesh is not decaying…yet.On a blank sheet of paper, I pen down. I pour over my heart in a book with words tainted in ink. Words that tell my story, words that hide…

Beauty In Destruction

It is serene and quaint, like the calmness before a storm. I can sense it build behind me. Slowly it is growing, taking control. It growls at me as if telling me who is in charge here. But I am relaxed as if I am unaware of its existence. I know it is there, I…

The Happy Me

Do you know when I felt the happiest? It was a few moments before I said “I do” to you. Those last moments of blissful unawareness…The time I didn’t know what was awaiting me. The time when I was dreaming of a life full of love. The time I lived a few years ago…Those moments…

Hell Hath No Fury

“Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned” something about this proverb unsettles me. Does it depict the stereotype that women are very emotional and can get vindictive in the moment of heartbreak? Or does it simply advocates the strength women have and can use when provoked?

Am I A Writer?

With a pen in hand and thoughts in mind, I plan to make sense of these dancing words. I try to string them together into a masterpiece but I fail. I want to pen my thoughts but I can’t. I want to shout them aloud but my voice falters. I want to write and write…

The Battle Of Words

What’s true will turn into poetry, what’s false becomes prose. A poet never loses a battle. they just win words. -Yamini