[Poetry] “Through the prism”

Thoughts offshore my heartFew sailing towards,Few sailing away.Some I do remember,Some just numb existence.At times, I look through the prism,Perhaps searching for the dispersionof colours, of emotions.Fear, anger, happiness,sadness;the multitude of colours in one.Yet when I watch it over the blue sky,It's only the warmth of joy,I find from the rainbow.Thoughts offshore my heartFew sailing …

[Poetry] ” While I Travel”

Every morning,I have to travel Physically, emotionally, methaphorically. Glance through the bus window , through the looking glass. I look into the strange past, Stranger future; being certainly uncertain. Sometimes a tickle of emotions, On few days, a fickle jubilance. Like a dreamer I dream, of the  rocky bank of a river. Running my hand …

[Prose] “I can feel it”

She ran her hands over my head; her fingers combing across my hair. Lying on the velvety grass, she dragged her body closer to mine, almost hugging me yet separated by almost a breath. She wanted to speak, I could sense. "I feel like I am too emotional" she spoke. "Hmm. Maybe" I replied in …

[Poetry] That Song

A familiar tune, with fragments of life stored within. A slice of youthful romance, or bits of sorrow from the past. Zestful reawakening. A song that would push me , into the depths of emotion. Pull me out of mundane reality. Am I happy? It would ask, the innocence of my heart. The reason for …