Author Archives: sunrays

She fills dirt into a potShakes it up then pats it downAll the way till it’s near the top.She places a seed firmly in,Moistens the fresh soil,Then places the pot on a ledgeBy the French window,And then the job is … Continue reading →

The boat rocks gently by the pier,Held in its place by a ropeThat serves as the anchor. The tide comes in,And he decidesThat it’s time to set sail;So the boat starts its journey,Just as the sun sets,Into the fading light … Continue reading →

The clouds have hung heavyin the pregnant skiesFor days on end now.Through the oppressive heatAnd the lingering sweat,People have looked at them,With eyes forlorn,Waiting for the rain,That the clouds seem to promiseWill arrive soon,Riding on a downpour. When the rain … Continue reading →

You look around you –There are scores surrounding you,Some smile politely, then make small talk,None of which strays beyond the weather,Which is no longer summer –The chill a harbinger,Of a lonesome winter. The train left the stationA long while ago,You … Continue reading →

She stacks them up,From the bottom,To the very top;Each layer adding weight,To the increasingly precarious tower. When it comes tumbling down,She is very nearly on her way out,The lights dimmed,And the silence aroundIs deafeningly loud;It is just as she had … Continue reading →

This tidal wave that rushes inWill carry with it on its way out,A stray sandal and a beach towel.The child who’s lost their belongingsCries out as if to remonstrate,A mirroring played outFor the benefit of no one. Meanwhile what’s left … Continue reading →

This moment is as universalAs it is uniquely personal,It has landed in more than a billion waysAcross the breadth of human experience;For some it will be a cherished slice of timeThat they’ll carry within their hearts forever,Others will have reasons … Continue reading →

Perhaps it is that there comes a timeWhen your restless, activated mind,Goes haywire in the relentless cycleOf trying to make sense of everything. Perhaps it is that at that time,It stops circling round and roundLike a hamster in a wheel,And … Continue reading →

Every fibre of my beingTells a story that is at oddsTo what I’ve let on to the world,And it is hard to exist in this state of dichotomy. Wisdom cries aloud that there is reliefWhen the burden is cast down, … Continue reading →

I I needed witnesses.Wait a minute –There were witnessesMany of themAnd they watched meAs I existedIn a state of utter shell shock,Flabbergasted, dumbfounded,All of that and more –And they saw all of it unfold,But my story, hasn’t been retold,Not to … Continue reading →