My Verse That’s Not Mine

Here I sit  Reading my favorite poetry  Which no passerby will ever understand  Unless it is the one about whom I read  The only so well known, STRANGER Never knew, I could do so well  Without that soul around  But now to think of it,  My favorite words, pronounced  It’s surprising, how beautiful it looks… Continue reading My Verse That’s Not Mine

New Foliage… 

Greetings, dear readers!!!  It’s so nice to be back here after a month of exams. Yep, they’ve been late.  But anyway, to cherish my new found interests, I’ve jot down this one, and well, I suppose it’s a reality reflection.  All rights reserved. ©lavanya2016 Happy Reading!  NEW FOLIAGE  The wick that was once dry,  It… Continue reading New Foliage… 

Another Envy

Greetings, dear readers! Wish me a warm welcome back:-D So,  after all these months of a No No of blogging, and overcoming this endless pause to poetry, I think I’m finally coming back to a stable mind. Yeah, so here’s another part of the box of letters and emails, fiction, of course.  This one is

Sea of People

Happy weekend everyone! I’ve been upto the Writing 101 assignments, and here’s the day 3 task. A one word prompt invokes mixed feelings and this one definitely did. Out of the prompts, I chose the word, “Abundance”, but I’ve rather written a poem. Do say how it sounds. ©2015lavanya99. All Rights Reserved. A SEA OF… Continue reading Sea of People

The Ageing

Hello dear readers! Long time to a nice poetry, right? Here’s an attempt. A tribute to the ageing parents round the world, wishing them a better life. ©2015lavanya99. All rights reserved. The Ageing Wrinkled, hands of yours, Shivering,shaking,trembling, All along, Oh how I pity you, But tell me, can I help you? With my busy… Continue reading The Ageing

Reason to Write

Day one of Writing 101, gave us a prompt of why we write, to which  the following was my response. A part of the instructions includes a free flow write of about 15 minutes and post with little of editing. And so here’s my go. Reasoning Out Writing Ah well, I write because, I think… Continue reading Reason to Write

Some Poetic Wonders

A THING OF BEAUTY -John Keats A THING of beauty is a joy forever:Its loveliness increases; it will never Pass into nothingness; but still will keep A bower quiet for us, and a sleep Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing Therefore, on every morrow, are we wreathing A flowery band to bind us to… Continue reading Some Poetic Wonders