The blue wall that hangs in front of me With a mirror some inches far, A bed and a overburdened shelf stuck to it A charging board out of which two lives spring out. One of me and one of my tech stuff. Was once new.
Clouds move Sound of wind fades Moon shaded by clouds Pushes back and forth Alas! it lights up. Me with my teacup Soon a sound approaches Crawling into my ears A motorbike from far Halts near my car Knocking on the window The bike guy says “Here’s your pizza delivery” I heaved out an exhale As my thirst for food no longer prevails.
Road drive by the field side. Field dotted with cotton balls. Still, they are, standing tall. A slightest blow can make it fall. A soft touch on the face, makes the heart full of grace. Wish to run in these fields, But do not intend to make them fall, The flowers and leaves. To watch it from is awfully teasing, Those dotted structure are pearls; They’re pleasing. They touch the horizon. Harmonizing with the sky. From roadside, watch it from far. The cotton fields are stretching miles afar. Au revoir dear pearly cotton balls. Let’s meet again once, while once we live, once we die.
Such a profound lie. The nature tells. Hiding that dark, black, unknown space, Behind that prepossessing sky and lofty clouds.
I would like to give a shoutout to Caitlin McColl for her story driving attention towards self-care revolutions. In today’s scenario, it is really very important to take care of ourselves amidst all the hustle-bustle of our lives. In this story, she gives six commendable tips on how to take care of our minds and body. These six tips have become my resolutions for the upcoming year. A must-read.