Life Stories

MELODRAMA

MELODRAMA
He’ll exalt you For laughing at his jokes; He’ll look into your eyes cos’ That makes him feel more of a man – Your vulnerability for him. He finally found a greater purpose, When he became the cushion You lean on, The one you trust with your woes. You flattered yourself, Not
February 15, 2018
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THAT SUBTLE SUNDAY BREEZE

THAT SUBTLE SUNDAY BREEZE
It was a scorching hot day. A delicately seducing breeze left the space yearning for more. More coolness, more clarity, more faith. I gently sink into the high chair at the terrace of the cafe, thriftily sipping on my tangy lemonade in the spot away from everyone; I the audience, they the
January 15, 2018
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SHREDS OF HEART

SHREDS OF HEART
If, we could draw my heart, It would look like the rugs my grandma made, With remnants of fabric, Stitched together. Some dotted, some striped, Tie and dye, pastel and luminous. The tattered pieces created the beautiful mat. Even if the stitches could not be hidden, And each patch had a story
December 15, 2017
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THE CHANCE OF RAIN AND OTHER THINGS

THE CHANCE OF RAIN AND OTHER THINGS
I sat on the edge of the sofa. The black entrance door was wide open. From the corner I could see a part of the hedge and the dried out grass in my little patio, which could do with a bit more care — had I cared for gardening as I did for admiring
December 8, 2017
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DAY OF THE GIRL CHILD: LETTER TO MY DAUGHTER

Dear daughter, When you were born, I recall trying to ensure that your toys did not prescribe to any gender. I recall always being asked, while shopping for items, ‘is it for a boy or a girl’, and I would sometimes say, it’s just for my baby. Yet, I could not resist
October 11, 2017
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