Old, Eerie Souls

Grey Old Eerie Brimming with stories If you look carefully, you can see forms, like wisps of smoke trying to enter the house like humans do. But they can't. They can't open a door. They cannot be given warm hugs and invited home. They just pass through the walls. Unseen. Unheard. They've no bodies To … Continue reading Old, Eerie Souls

Nothingness that Enbraces Me

PEELING PAINT That long lost memory that resurfaces Like a blow on your face, And you are torn between wondering Where the memory has been all this time And the intensity of it. You feel it all, The way you felt it for the first time. Only to feel so deeply and do nothing That … Continue reading Nothingness that Enbraces Me

Making Your Own Happiness

Here's a picture from my walk last week. One day I want to live in a house like this, with French windows and cascading greenery around. 🙂 It has been a wonderful week. My morning routine is coming along very well. Last weekend, I had attended the Art of Living Happiness Program. The breathing techniques … Continue reading Making Your Own Happiness

The Longest Slumber

As I walked into their land, whispers of the spirits couldn't be missed. They had a story to tell and they would tell it to anyone who would listen. . . . . "They would slyly see him kiss her. Those creepers, shrubs and tendrils that grew outside the window. They took turns watching them … Continue reading The Longest Slumber

Hesitating At the Entrance

The gate. It's ajar; an invitation. I don't know what's within. I can walk in or choose to ignore it. It looks eerie. Slightly haunted. Perhaps, there's danger lurking right where the fog blinds me. Or perhaps, it's a haven. I hesitate at the entrance, weighing the pros and cons. What if it's a wrong … Continue reading Hesitating At the Entrance

Ghosts That Await You

I look out my window Towards that make-shift gate, I have been waiting, For long and it's about time. It's just me, the gate, And the mounting expectation. The only person I waited for, Ever so patiently, was you. I knew that the day would end When you stood at that gate, looked expectantly into … Continue reading Ghosts That Await You

Forget the World and Look

If you look carefully, you'll see that even a garbage dump will have something beautiful. Ignored, but Beautiful. If you look carefully, even your worst day will have a blessing in disguise. I say this because when I have a horrible day, I realize that I have hit rock bottom. Which means I can as … Continue reading Forget the World and Look