After the Rains

As I sat there in breathless silence, The silence felt louder than the noise,And yet it somehow lent solace,An unexplainable feeling of calm;When the cold breeze gently grazed my hair,With pursed lips, I smiled into the yonder.Rain droplets trickling down trees and into puddles,The sporadic cawing of a lone crow atop a tree,These were the … Continue reading After the Rains

Why do you write?

I write to make peace with the things I cannot control. I write to create fabric in the world that often appears black and white. I write to meet my ghosts. I write to begin a dialogue. I write to imagine things differently and in imagining things differently perhaps the world will change. - Terry … Continue reading Why do you write?

Your mind – Short Poem

Your mind – A clear reflection,  Of your profound ruminations;  Resonating, constantly conspiring,  Your dreams and aspirations;  Tread the path with caution,  And choose wisely, my friend!  You become what you believe,  You discover what you seek;  Culminate an ocean of zest,  Stride on, unearthing your quest!   

A Picturesque View

The pink ethereal skies during dusk,  Etching a mural in the welkin,  The little yellow dandelions swaying,  To symphonies of the soft breeze;  The vivid green grass – wet and scanty,  Redolent of the musty smell of petrichor;  The distant dimly lit lighthouse,  Flaunting its color of enchantment;  The placid, bottomless waters,  Creating a moment … Continue reading A Picturesque View