End of My World

Cobwebs & Brushes

Finely woven fibres
Growing in dark corners
Of the mind
Delicately intricate strands

Ephemeral

Grey Day, Black Mood

It’s been a year in which I’ve seen many friends and relatives lose their loved ones or suffer long, serious illnesses. While I’ve counted my blessings and said innumerable thanks to the Lord, I’ve often been pulled down and felt deflated.

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India, Unfinished

I come from a land where…

Timeless, countless, no intervals

In every breath I take,
Some 4 seconds apart

In every beat of my heart,
About 75 times a minute

Love’s Lunar Calendar

We met on a full moon day

And my heart was all radiant