Slow mornings

 I love slow mornings

Sipping my coffee,

Reading my book,

Watching the world wake

Without asking anything of me.

In those quiet moments,

Time feels kind,

And my heart remembers

How peaceful life can be.

The Last Hurrah

The sun looks the prettiest before it sets

A dying person shines before his final fret

That bittersweet melody

The last hurrah, so carefree!

The only thing we will hold close

Are memories.

So let's laugh and sing

Raise a glass

To the treasured past 

While we embark onto the new!

Boundaries

Far, yet so near

Sometimes circling back to the same point.

They can be weird,

They can be disastrous,

They can be safe,

They can be kind.

But boundaries so absolutely necessary,

Are the quiet lines we draw

To keep our hearts intact,

To love without losing ourselves,

To stay open,

Without bleeding everywhere.

Pep talk

Darling, love who loves you back.

Care for who returns the care.

That waiting room is long,

and no one there is amused.

Don’t let others wander

into your tiny head.

Stop making choices

that place other people

before you.

Romanticizing the Past

Soft Launch

You slid into the DMs

Before sliding into me

Words warm as a late-night glow,

Promise humming between the lines.

I cannot forget that kiss,

That touch so serene,

The way time leaned closer

Just to listen to our breath.

Butterflies

Well, this is new!

You give me butterflies.

Why can't I stop thinking about you?

Did you cast a real spell?

You did say, you could do magic

With your hands.

Butterflies, they say, are the most 

Beautiful creatures!

Does that make me more attractive to you?

My heart paces and I am out of breath,

Every time I see you,

Or I feel you.

Is it me or is it you?

Do you feel the butterflies too?

Makes me wonder, how long will this spell last?

Is it already in the past?

What if it's more than just a moment's trance?

What if we're caught in a timeless dance?

Each glance we share, a spark, a flame,

Will we be the same, or is this just a game.

Maybe this spell isn't meant to break,

But to grow, to learn, to awake.

And whether it's magic, or simply not true

I know, right now, I’m enchanted by you.

Sparkles Everywhere?

The festive time’s here
Everyone is in the holiday spirit

The fashion fiesta’s abound
All over social media
And each one of us looks like an elation's pawn.

But we must know

All that glitters may not be gold.

                

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If you are not feeling festive

That is fine too!

If you are away from loved ones,

Going through a breakup,

Dealing with a loss,

Or just feeling glum.

Getting up and getting on 

With life

That's the real festivity,

Let’s just embrace it with glee :)

Good for the heart

It’s an art

That you possess

That makes me giggle

Every time your face appears.

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It’s not just laughter, though

it’s light.

It’s the way some people carry

a little sunshine

without even knowing it.

Good for the heart, they say,

is anything that eases the weight we carry.

A hug at the right time.

A word that lands softly.

The reminder that even in chaos,

kindness is still possible

Adulting

Growing up means letting go

Getting your life together

Learning to stand in the winds that blow,

Weathering all kinds of weather.

It’s bills and deadlines, aching backs,

A thousand lists, a hundred hacks,

But it’s also quiet coffee sips,

And laughter shared on weekend trips.

It’s loving harder, though it’s tough,

And knowing when enough’s enough.

Growing up means letting go

But finding better ways to grow.

Hugs

The most underrated thing is

A hug.
The friendly hug,
The bear hug,
The loved hug,
The side hug,
The awkward hug, where one of you was actually going for a handshake.
We love it all.

We need at least 8 hugs to survive
On a daily basis,

A silent healer,
A wordless bond,
A hug can right what feels so wrong.
It mends the cracks,
It soothes the soul,
A quiet gesture that makes us whole.

So let us hug a little more,
Bridge the gaps and heal the sore.
For in each embrace, a gift we bring
The most underrated, beautiful thing.

Unhurried pace of things

It's amazing how we cannot live

Without our phones even for five minutes

It's fascinating how we are

Obsessed with screen time

It's awe-spiring how the constant 

Refresh of an app hits instant dopamine

I wonder how people stayed

Without the fast pacing internet,

And how much time they would spend

With themselves.

Perhaps connections thrived into the real world.

Digital detox may not always be the way,

Balance is the key to seize the day.

Love letter to self

 Dearest Me,

Thank you for going through

Everything with me.

Yes you take the fall

But every time you stand back up, tall.

You might sometimes falter

But you are someone who I will never alter.

You have worn down everyone's sighs

You are part of my very own high.

You have learnt to live, love and grow

Also you know how to let go.

I thank you from the bottom of my heart

You tick all the boxes in the chart.

With endless love

Me to me!

Last day of September

 It's amazing how the year flew by

How fall creeped in

And we are on the verge of winter

October skies
You better be pretty
September you gave us blue skies
Warm cozy drinks
Bonfires and we pulled out our sweaters

October will be more about
Changing colors and pumpkin spice.

Until next time September!
Wish us magical moonlit nights. 

Boats

 Sometimes still

Sometimes on the go
They manage to behave
When I am on the row

The life of boats I admire
The journey to the shore
I aspire

The sail carries a great deal
Sometimes a load of emotions
Sometimes a load of cargo

It must go down the Seas again
To bring back more sailors
It makes me feel small at times
And At times, it bestows happiness galore.

The longer I live, I realize

The longer I live, I realize

Life is about the simple things.

A dew-kissed rose, a bird's song,

A child's laughter, a starlit sky

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And doing things that make me happy.

The longer I live, I realize

Life is a journey, 

A path for us to explore

It has twists, turns, up and downs galore

Always leaving us with something more

I'm going to laugh, love, and live

And make the most of every day.

The longer I live, I realize that

Gratitude is the key to unlock 

The treasures of life.

Meeting You

Have you ever met someone

And been so tongue-tied you could barely speak? 

Like You felt like you were finally complete,

And all you could do was talk to yourself in whispers?

That's how I felt when I met you.

I couldn't stop staring at your pink lips. 

I wanted to touch them so badly.

Maybe even with my own.

But then you started talking about all the other girls you liked.

I was green with envy,

But I knew I could only be seen as a friend.

I decided, I would be the best friend you could ever ask for.

You still wake up to my messages

And respond to everything I do.

And I can't help but wonder if I'll ever feel the same warmth

When I hug you again.

 

Pain

My dear family,

I don't ask                                                                                    

I don't expect

I don't even emote

Why am I still a burden to you?

Have you ever thought about how I feel

To be dependent?

#SpeciallyAbledAunt

Its OK to be not OK

It's ok to vibe alone
It's ok to get hurt
It's ok to move on
It's ok to leave
What is not ok is
To try to live unhappily

Try not to get too attached 

You deserve respect 

You deserve love.

You are not an object

You cannot be taken for granted. 

Of Cigarettes and Small Town Boys

You light a black cigarette

Everyday at sunset

Bare-bodied, 

In your small apartment balcony.                                    

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Puff after puff,

Wandering off

Into your own thoughts.

Are you plotting against your ex?

Or planning your next tinder date?

I give a constant glare,

Probing,

What is really cooking in that wicked

Mind of yours?

Instead,

I should just bump into you across the street

And start breathing the same toxic air.

At least it won't kill me 

As much as Love did :)