Sunday, December 16, 2018

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Depressed? Maybe

Angry? Not sure

Confused? Absolutely

I listen to P!nk as I pace the rooms in this empty house

Nothing and no one around

No noise except the Lyrics of Sober blaring from the computer's speakers

Understanding and feeling every word

I gobble the pie of pizza I just ordered

Trying to clear my head

I eat all alone

I was hoping I'd finish every slice

But my small body can hardly finish two whole slices

I push in another slice

Feeling like I may puke I continue to chew nonetheless

I eat... Read More

Shopping for groceries may not sound as much fun to me as it is for my son. Every time we are at the store an important decision has to be made. It’s not about what or how much to buy but the cull between curiosity and confection. With all the allure that a supercenter has to offer, keeping a child sitting on the shopping cart calm certainly can be tricky. Sometimes the situation may turn out to be a good test of a parent’s patience and tact. Such is the case when I and my son are on grocery tour together. For me, answering spontaneous questions raised by a three year old while simultaneously... Read More


Have you ever wondered how sometimes the people you consider to have bonded well may just be an example of yet another pseudo-connection in your life? That the ostensibly simple looking daily occurrences of life may perhaps be the most complicated things on earth… I have realized it. Not once; many times.

I have friends in college who have been around for the last three years now. We have enjoyed some funniest, happiest and lamest moments together. We went movies together, did assignments for each other, bunked classes to go for breakfasts and lunches, slipped out for dance parties and... Read More

At most times I understand the world and then I'll wake up to a brand new day and see things differently. Everyone has their point of view and it can confuse my little world.

After a great night's sleep (which hasn't happened a lot this summer), I awoke with the same sense of adventure I used to have pretty much everyday as a kid enjoying the freedoms of the summer months. Back then I would sit down to a prepared breakfast, watch some television, take a bath (mostly to please my Mother), and don my shorts or bathing suit. I made sure I had a few bucks or change on me, my house key, and... Read More


The secrets that I hold inside

Are never to be shared,

The fate that I carry

is forever to be scared,

I have no friends

To hold no hands,

I have no one,

To walk me to the end,

This life is not a foe

neither is it a friend,

mistakes that my luck made

Never can I mend,

Forget that I am human...

Ever, Can I?,

If I fall for it

I'll be a part of this lie,

And Lie is not

what I have learnt to say,

So I'll remember I am alive

For as long as I may,

Alone will I... Read More

The monster is steaming, three empty bottles by his chair, his eyes are weak, he had too much to drink. He points to the kitchen, his fat finger in the air. As I walk in, dishes are broken everywhere. I look at him from the counter he just changes the channel faster and faster. I get out the broom and begin to clean the room. “What’s taking so long? I want my food. Hurry up little girl, or I’ll lose my patience real soon.” As if he didn’t lose it already. I stop cleaning; place the broom against the wall, leaning it so it won’t fall. I turn on the stove; the gas creates a flame, at first it... Read More

Every morning the sunrays through my bedside window try to wake me up. My eyelids still folded and my heart yearning for bliss in the early hours of morning keep me tossing and turning. The moment of awe strikes when my guru jumps on the bed, rubs his tiny nose with mine and says mommy kiss. His first gentle kiss is my journey to a blessed day beginning with purity of thoughts, enshrined feelings and a mind empty of yesterday. My day starts with brushing my guru’s pearly whites. This is when he gives me a dazzling gaze. His look often astonishes me and I end up losing my concentration from... Read More

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Musings Of A Poet

Agree Barb, throwing the baby out with the bath water 'aint the answer. Take care. :>)

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