I have come across death, in dreams of suffocation and threat, when I lose respect in someone's head, sitting alone wondering 'what next?',spiralling in endless series of regrets,leaving myself behind for others, to impress,in unusual fear and cold sweat,Oh,I still have a long way ahead...© Swati C.Photo by Hoach Le Dinh on Unsplash
I don't know if I really know so much so of what I know and what I know is it for sure or all of this is a dance on my floor? © Swati C. Photo by Adrian Swancar on Unsplash
Do you feel hurt, then, why don't you blurt, Walking with those eyes down, every day, round and round, Why put up a face, to show you are fancy and brave, Things are not bright, I know it, I am right, Talk to me, without any fright, maybe, you will feel a bit light, Please … Continue reading Are you Alright?
It was moonrise, I sat by my bedside, The muse invites, to show me its side, Well! I briefly sigh, mumbling to decide, This! should I write, or, shouldn't I write, The mind scares, but how will it look like, A judgment arise, to the inspiration that arrives, The heart opens, ..., be gentle and … Continue reading Love Thy Muse!
After all these years, of fog and fight, I have come to realise, what my life really looks like, Awake or at night, both seem alike, either, I drown myself to write, other times, I keep up to survive, After all these years, of fog and fight, I have come to secretly realise, what I, … Continue reading A Wise Mirror
