Silently the Rain Spreads

silently the rain spreads

washing the words away

left under the whisper

left to be forgotten.

sitting on the grill

of southern windows

wet sparrow chirps

deepening quietitude

of the words not spoken yet…

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Moments Dissolved…

Moments dissolved for another moment

We hung to the silence as we have always

I yearn to say how much I want to talk to you

But I can’t because of your afterwards.

The shadow of time thus shades my thoughts

As I witness the shadow to become a poem

That will be not written not be spoken of…

Unspokens

 

(That day the rain had halted     

                                                       (after two and a half days of drizzle and torrential))

Lemonade & Cappuccino

The petrichor of the time linger

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Certain books are written to present us, the readers, the thoughts the author holding back or wants to present to the wider circle. The Ministry of Utmost Happiness is such a book. It is the stage that authoress Arundhati Roy wanted to speak her mind, her thoughts, and presenting us with a well-known scenario leading us to the question of how much we know of that scenario.

A Cameo Name Ego

Ten years. A decade.

A long time again a time passed in a snap just.

Understanding Ayn Rand: A Review of “We the Living”

Love thrives in the time of despair, I had read once. Love of Kira and Leo or Andrei falling in love with Kira all happened in the time when it was turmoil when each individual trying to survive anyhow anyway. But, when love is prefixed with a story we think or take it in considering it’s a love story. Ayn Rand’s We the Living have deal with love, but, this novel is more than that.