Get the Creativity Flowing

“Go into yourself. Find out the reason that commands you to write; see whether it has spread its roots into the very depths of your heart; confess to yourself whether you would have to die if you were forbidden to write. This most of all: ask yourself in the most silent hour of your night:…

Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night

A couple of years ago I came across one of my favourite poems- ‘Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night’, by Dylan Thomas. The poem goes- Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Though wise…

All The Words I Should Have Said

Rania Naim’s All The Words I Should Have Said is a beautiful, limited edition paperback book that poetically explores the thrills of love, the highs and lows of life, and the challenges of new beginnings. About the Author Rania Naim grew up in Cairo, Egypt with more than just a passion for writing; it was…

A Little Longer

Come,let’s get drenched in the season’s first rain.I will grab your arms,and take you to the little garden over my place. Let’s linger in the pour,for a little longer than usual.I’ll show you those tiny beads transfiguringinto silver strings of happiness.Hey, can you see those champak flowers?Those flowers would tell me stories all along the…

Pebbles on Paper

“Pebbles on Paper” is a platter of thoughts and emotions one goes through in life, very beautifully served in a book by Swati Khatri- a writer, content creator, and poet. This book is dedicated to all the deep thinkers who love to absorb and to express. It is a fascinating read- concise and relatable in…

Daughter and Son

A daughter and a son are raised so differently. While a daughter is taught lessons of silence and endurance, a son is taught to fight when his already low self-esteem is hurt. A daughter is restricted, even as a son is left wilding- with the fear that the first might disharmonize the rhythm of this…

Euphoria

You laughed when we suffered, celebrated in our distress. Those little games, as if we didn’t see? Awaiting the division, in bits and pieces you wanted us to be. Juggling with our emotions, abusing our best, you found ways to applaud your self-proclaimed triumph. Even your psyche betrays, where do you believe you stand? Not…

The Pain

No one could understand, they wouldn’t even try. why I could feel such pain? when someone’s in vain. The silence of hearts, I heard so loud, the fakeness of their smiles, they couldn’t hide. Empathy must it be, yet people say it’s crazy, for they couldn’t see, the pain I have in me! Wanna be…

The Drowning

Haunted memories, the pain still stings. Crippled heart, forgotten how to restart. She ran so fast away from her past, but anchored of feelings weighed her down, until she let go of the chains of yesterday, she’ll continue to drown. Wanna be a wordmate? Connect with us and transform your thoughts into words…If you’re interested…

Jinxed

Your deep brown eyes, They were so mysterious. It lured me in, like a moth turn to a flame, I was jinxed! I knew I might burn, I knew it was all just an illusion, But I just had to go for it, I had to inch a little closer and I did, And that…