Whispering Thoughts

Highest landing shot. Box cricket game on terrace, ball falls, two storeys. Linking with Photo Challenge #478 Welfare unto all  ...

Not the worry of tomorrows,  nor the dwelling in deep sorrows,  neither the lending or borrows. Anklets tinkle in twirling joys.  Blooming f...

Bottomless ravine.  And gurgling within this gorge  zeal to rise and shine.  Linking with The Twiglets - Twiglets #329 Welfare u...

The weekly haiku prompt is : coffee. And my take on the prompt is....  A bittersweet taste lingers, aroma of love wafts, reminiscence. ...

 Beyond the bethel, mundane humdrum existence.  People going about their routines, rushing with their chores and errands. Everyone, hurrying...

Minimum, mostly. Not the silver tongued, eloquent speeches. Love rarely needs words. Linking with Weekend Writing Prompt Welfare unto all Ra...

When I used to hear the word love, I didn't particularly think of any face, any name, any person... nothing would cross my mind. Dark, b...

 There are these subtle simple laws of nature. So easy at first sight. And then you look deeper. Just a little below the surface.  And it...

Dreams, imaginations, fantasies,  are all but seeds of reality.  They infuse us with spirit,  to make efforts to reach the sky and stars.  T...

That narrow earthy patch, through the heart of hills, the sidewalk, now rendered barren, by infinite footsteps that have passed over i...

The silent spaces, a retreat, from the cacophony of life, into reflections; A quest, towards all answers, the silence holds secrets ...

I looked at the prompt picture and was instantly reminded of the timeless number 'Dekha ek khwaab'. After toying with the idea an...

Lavish skies, heart seeks that tempting plush plenitude. Heaven, deep within. Linking with Colleen’s 2020 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Po...

Stretched on parapet,  in sultry summer morning, inertia, envied.  Hitchhiking for  Colleen’s 2020 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poet...

You, gallivanting through the zillion veins of my being, slowly growing in my soul, thrumming, beating, in every pulse, flowing, gush...

Love, like shards of glass,  with inhibitions, broken,  gleaming in the light. Linking with RonovanWrites  

The crumbs of our love, the morsels of our affection, (raw and crisp mostly, a little stir fry here or mayhaps a sauté, generously mix...

Before them, a kaleidoscope of memories. Behind them, a beautiful life, Between them, their silent connect. Infinite conversations, whe...

And that is what love is. An intrepid adventure, an audacious exploration, into the deepest realms of heart. A fearless, brazen str...

Deepest reverence, that a simple, sacred courtesy can offer. Syllables of greeting, sound of spirits, rhythm of souls. A quest, beyon...