I love looking at clouds in the sky except in thunderstorms. I am scared of thunderstorms.



I feel alive, In the company of living breathing trees. We run like rats in this race, Only to think we deserve a break. 'Much needed' Trade off 300 gloomy days for five in the lap of mountains, On the surface of seas, The beaches keep calling, We fall at ease Amidst groves and bees. … Continue reading Lost


I stop at 164, Thinking at seven in the evening that I should probably brush my teeth. Lucy the house cat wants instead, To snuggle up on my chest, I can feel her warmth reach me through hurried heartbeats. I am still, wondering when the star crossed lovers meet, And when the pieces fall into … Continue reading Reading