Haiku:
— Rain —
divine elixir drips down
the cup of universe fills
sip of ecstasy
— Honeybees —
sip of flowerbed nectar
busy chores proceed in spring
amidst queen cup fight
divine elixir drips down
the cup of universe fills
sip of ecstasy
sip of flowerbed nectar
busy chores proceed in spring
amidst queen cup fight
“I cry as they make me lie in the same spot where ants visit. That goes unnoticed, and my ignorant mom forcefully makes me drink tonic for stomach ache.
Dad and mom don’t stop their silly fights. My tender eardrums are tearing. I wish I can call out granny to save. The least I can do to bring attention is cry.
Elders yell for stupid reasons, and when I do the same to calm them down, I’m tagged a devil! 😈
I laugh at my mom’s funny hairstyle. She thinks it’s the food that I like and feeds me more! Continue reading
She has been abused, physically.
Her scars are hers.
She has been abused, mentally.
Her tears are hers.
She has fallen in love and hoped.
The broken heart is hers. Continue reading