Hello dear friends, I hope this Blog finds you in a cheerful mood. Today’s writing prompt question is very interesting, as I read: “What’s the best thing you’ve ever found randomly on the street?” At first, the question made me… Read More ›
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# A Little Love, A Little Prayer
A quiet reflection on growing older, emotional weariness, and the things the heart truly needs. Sometimes we don’t need advice, remedies, or solutions—we simply need love, understanding, laughter, companionship, and a little prayer. A Little Love, A Little Prayer These… Read More ›
# Let Them Go #
A quiet reflection on loss, letting go, and the painful realization that when people leave, we must not leave ourselves behind. It is a poem about accepting departures, gathering our broken pieces, and finding the courage to begin again. Let… Read More ›
# Essential Life Advice I Would Give #
Hello dear friends, I hope this Blog finds you in a cheerful mood. Today’s writing prompt question is very interesting: “What’s the best advice you’d give to someone younger than you?” I smiled when I read this question. At first,… Read More ›
# One More Step #
This poem is about the courage to keep moving despite doubt, failure, pain, and uncertainty. It reminds us that dreams are not achieved by wishing alone, but by faith, patience, resilience, and the determination to take one more step whenever… Read More ›
# Yes, My Pen Is Still in My Hand #
This is a personal reflection on ageing, silence, dreams, and the healing power of writing. A trembling hand shows that time passes, but a dreaming heart stays young. In this poem, the pen is more than just a tool—it is… Read More ›
# One Fine Morning #
A tender reflection on holding on, letting go, and discovering that hope is not always about someone’s return. Sometimes, it is the quiet courage to open the window, embrace a new morning, and find yourself again. # One Fine Morning… Read More ›
# A Cup of Tea #
This poem is a gentle reflection on growing older, companionship, and the simple joys that become more precious with time. It reminds us that as the years pass, we may lose many things, but a warm cup of tea, a… Read More ›
# When My Pen Refuses to Retire #
The body may grow old, but the soul still has stories to tell. Sometimes, when I sit before my notebook with a cup of tea beside me, ready to write—and suddenly, my pen seems to have nothing to say. I… Read More ›
# I Love Silence Because…
There are moments when the world around us becomes too loud—too many voices, too many desires, too many expectations. In such moments, I find comfort in silence. For me, silence is not emptiness; it is a quiet space where I… Read More ›
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