Pepper the World

Take a large bottle and fill it with

love, compassion, kindness, gentleness

forgiveness, warmth, happiness

joy, beauty, sensitivity

goodwill, affection, empathy

humanity, understanding, serenity


and pepper it all over the world

I don’t see how this wouldn’t​ make

the world a better place.


Image courtesy:- Pixabay.

In response to dVerse’s Quadrille: Pepper.

I am just a Child

I am just a child

I am supposed to be free

Carefree in this world we live in

And yet, I am witness to wars

to destruction, to hate

I am just a child

How do I hide my innocence?

How do I save it?

What can I do to not

grow up before my time?

I am just a child

I should be playing and

eating candy and swinging on

branches but yet here I am

with not a smile on my face

I am just a child

Please do not take away

my childhood before my time


Image courtesy:- Publicdomainarchive

In response to dVerse’s Poetics prompt: Mugging for the Camera

Breed Love

We will not be swayed

by the hate that raids

Give love

Love is the one trade

Hatred will be slayed


people, our world’s blade

will come to our aid

Breed love


Image courtesy:- Pixabay.

In response to dVerse’s prompt.


You Will Rise, My Phoenix

We are two peas in a pod

One growing, one grown

And yet our lives couldn’t be any similar

So let me tell you, dear one…

You will grow wings and fly

You will win the battles you fight

You will silence the voices that bog you down

You will destroy your demons, hands down

You will give the world all your love

For you, my dear, are your own world

You will get up every single time you fall

You will push on even though you want to stop

You will grow stronger, tougher and bolder, I know

Coz I’ve seen you grow and am seeing you bloom

And you will win against it all, I believe in you, for sure

You will shed your past and rise from them all

Just like a phoenix, you will be reborn


In response to dVerse’s Poetics prompt:- Poems that could save your life

Image courtesy:- Pixabay.

Crackle and Boom

With a crackle and a boom

the blackness begins to slither in

edging out the sun and its sunshine.

White clouds are thrust away

as the dark clouds dominate the sky.

Winds howl in fury, torrential rains commence

the king of downpours has arrived.


In response to dVerse’s Quadrille 34: Storm

Image courtesy:- Pixabay.


Will We Learn?

Piece by piece the earth crumbles

Caused by us, the human jungle

How long before it is completely broken?


Image courtesy:- Pixabay.

Stabs are Crucial…. Sometimes

Her heart was shut tight

afraid that if anything entered

it’ll die. She was stabbed

so many times.

What she never realised was

the stabs though penetrated

her heart, it also help let the light in.

The light, in turn, spread warmth.

The warmth helped the healing.

The healing led the path to

happiness. Happiness produced love.

Love encountered strength and

together they all filled her heart to the

point where now it overflows and

has no space for hurt, anger or pain



Image courtesy:- Pixbay.

I am not sure if I’m back full-on but I will post as and when inspiration hits me.

Temporary Post

Hello all,

This is to inform you that I’m taking a writing break. From WordPress. I am not able to concentrate on it smoothly and the pieces I write don’t seem to turn out well. There are too many things running around in my mind and concentration is tough and I am finding it difficult. So I am going on a break. I do not know for how long. But, I will be around to read everyone’s posts. So it’s not a complete disappearance. If and when I write, I will post them. At the moment, I am focusing a bit on photography (apart from other things) so if you would like to check them out, you can visit my photography blog. No compulsions 🙂 But right now, my mind ain’t just working. And I do not want to force it. I do have a small backlog of short poems that I am posting on Instagram. You can visit there too if you like 🙂

In the meantime, I’m going to stick around and just read your posts 🙂



Keep on Writing

There have been times where

I cannot write no matter how hard I try.

I look for inspiration in everything.

I sit with a pen and book, waiting

for the words to flow but sometimes,

they just stay inside. I’m envious of those

who can churn out words from the word ‘go’.

It must be nice to be able to do so. But me,

sometimes I have to make myself write

a few atrocious ones before I can come up

with something that is remotely decent to my eyes.

What it reads to the readers’ eyes, I shudder to think.

But in the end, one needs to be brave. Brave to

open up a little and let the readers into your world.

They might love your words or hate them.

But that should never be a reason to give up.


Image courtesy:- Pixabay.

To Listen or Not To Listen


I am quiet

I am shy

I do not talk much

But I try.

In that trying

I am talkative

I am strong

And I come across

As someone fun.

But, sometimes

I would like

To stay still and quiet

And listen.

Listen to the words

Spoken, unspoken

Feel the emotions

Of the other person.

But then people say

I’m cold and broken

Because I don’t give them

Words in return.

I thought when

Someone talked

You need to listen.

Am I wrong?


Image courtesy:- Pixabay.