Motivation: Passion

In between the daily routines & long hours; it is passion that keeps you moving forward. Advertisements

Poem: Just Not Destined for Love

Just Not Destined for Love Money, power, fame She had everything Yet she felt empty She saw all those happy couples¬† And she felt so alone For all the world’s riches couldn’t fill that void But being independent was better than having her heart broken She told herself watching another day end No, that was…

Poem: Tired

Tired And all of a sudden, I felt so tired Of everything and everyone I felt so drained, like a lifeless soul blinking I wasn’t in need of sleep I was in need of peace Until then, Yours x

Extract: Whole Again

I was too broken to love anyone, anyway. So when he told me that he loved me, I believed him. When he asked to marry me, I let him. I was in belief that he would make me whole again. And I’m glad I did. His love was so damn powerful. Not only did he…


The hand remembers what the mind forgets. Whether it be notes, equipment, feelings or memories.

Poem: Dreams of the Dead

Half asleep, she murmured, Dream about me, maybe? He replied, I only dream of the dead. Do you still want me to dream about you? Knowing deep down this too was another coincidence, she replied, Why not? Your love kills me everyday, anyway. Extracts from Forbidden Love

Motivation: Forgive Yourself

When was the last time you forgave your ownself? Stop being so hard on yourself, forgive yourself first. You deserve it.

Poem: Dahlia

Dahlia Like the dahlia in my garden, I too bloom Midst the weeds, I too rise Despite the rain, I too stand But with you uprooting me, I too wilt Until then, Yours

Poem: Alone

Alone Midst the crowd, you feel so alone What you thought would last is already gone Picking up the pieces isn’t what is hard Wondering if you should try harder is what rips you apart.. Until then, Yours x

Poem: 01/08/17

01/08/17 The 1st day of August, What a date to remember Some chapters opened,  Some chapters closed The 1st day of August What a date to remember..

Poem: I, too Break

I know I am strong, but I too get tired. I too, break once in a while. But that’s the difference, I only let it last a while.. 


Sometimes, there’s just not enough words to describe how broken you feel. That’s when tears unconsciously fall, your head spins and all you want to do is run and hide..