And Time Stood Still…

Long lost balance of life, when shimmering lights started fading,
Monologues written just for recital became a long pause breaking,
Too easily impressed by the passionate earnest glances,
Stood to loose the ground in which the very standing lost chances.

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Restless nights saw the burned smoke of the charred chest,
Longing for those sweet shores of frothy waves at its best,
The fog and the smoke made a pact of hiding the truth,
Pitted against the silence of the walls crushing it smooth.

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The muttering winds whispered in the ears of the still air,
Of Things which were not of any relevance and refused to cure,
The blue sky turned quickly into Ash and grey, cloudy and moody,
Far away it burned when the sky wreathed fire and ice making one drowsy.

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Endless wander among the thorns makes one bleed,
The stars turn into mere shadows with the passing time and deed,
Unseen by any, tears trickled down the wind caressed cheek,
The terrible bareness of the soul made the heart heavy and meek.

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The wind cried loud in ghusts along the shore they walked,
Arm in arm leisurely along the frothy waves they simply talked,
The sand and time stood still when the arms were wrapped around,
For it was a moment freezed and etched in the memory embalmed and enwound.




Sweet Melody of Friendship


Friendship Day

Friendship day is dedicated to the bond of friendship
Friendship surely enriches one’s life.
The day is to honour and celebrate Friendship.
This is the great time to let your friends know how much the mean to you.
Poems are best way to describe deep relationships. It’s perfect way of expressing the feelings
There are many things, we cannot share with our other relations in Life. And God gave us the true friends to lean on in these circumstances

Here we are dedicating this poem for the cause of True Friendship. First time collaborating with Mermaid and Philosophy through Photography. Hope everyone enjoys the true spirit of Friendship…


Friendship is a bond of unspoken matter,
Sharing  tears and laughter,
You bring sense of humour,
Keeps my mood a zoomer.

Anamika :
When life’s troubles came calling,
And when my spirit’s kept on falling,
When I wished for a shoulder to lean on,
You came out of the blue with arms open.

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You are my white house,
When I am lost in storm house,
You are just a ping away,
In my hours of May day.

Mermaid :
Are you the  one I was looking for
Who can give me the life to live,

I kept my doors open in search of someone,
Who can touch my inner soul.

Wandering here and there
I found a person after a long time,

Who stretched the  arms for me
and healed my wounded soul.

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I have your back, When you are broke,
Have mine when my sky is dark,
You make me smile,
Being lily of the Nile.

Anamika :
An unsaid word of dedication,
Becomes the unseen proof of a friend’s devotion,
It’s a bond formed with  thousands of hours,
It’s a friendship adorned like a garden full of flowers.

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A Candle In The Wind


To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
To the last syllable of recorded time,
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out brief candle!
Life’s but a walking shadows, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more; it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.

 William Shakespeare

Candle in the wind is a short prose attempt inspired by the famous poem ‘Life’s Brief Candle’ by the great William Shakespeare. Hope it’s worth the effort.

ACandle In The Wind


She is dying a slow death little by little, inch by inch, getting more and more into herself no one to understand the state she is in. Longingness in her eyes for the moon she can’t grasp in her hand slowly consuming her like a wasp in it’s cocoon. Dying moths appear in her dream so she Dare not dream for the dream makes her choke. Vibrancy in the state of emptiness inside her made her temor within her soul. Her soul slowly getting emptied into a state of nothingness.

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There is no escape from all this she knew. For the Deja vu of the past haunts her todays. She felt the cold and distant attitude of others towards her. Lonliness had followed her everywhere her whole life sincerely than others. She tried to break free from the shackles in her heart but it was getting impossible for her even to breathe. Last Ray’s of sunshine peeking through the cracks made her remorseful of her shame. Tears had dried up from her heartbreaking crying. It seemed like Joy was a word antonym to her. Like a dewdrop which disappears with the day’s first hit of the light her joy disappears into the mist fog of the mountains of her problems. Life couldn’t go on. Stuck to her hapless situations in life she remained in her morbid conditions.


A walking contradiction is her life sometimes dragging along sometimes drooping. Miles she went to see some light, but always taken advantage of her light-heartedness. She suffered in silence. Her voice made others seems like she made a lot of noise so she dulled the inner scream. She knew they kept count of her bursts so she just screamed to herself without making a noise. She tried to empathize and sympathize with others but no one ever cared to know her pain. Wasted away and still rotting away her life for everyone else but her. She is the candle in the wind on the window pane. Dwindling wick in the storm. She is an epitome of withering away into nothingness…



Guest Post Series … 2

I am so happy to see this Guest Post Series is alive and kicking thanks to Mermaid who gladly accepted to share her beautiful writings here in this humble blog…. I welcome you a second time after your maiden attempt in the previous post ‘ Angels on Earth – We call them ‘ Mothers”. Her writings have a rare raw touch to the intense emotions felt by human beings. Hope you all enjoy her compilation. Thank you so much Mermaid for being a part of this blog.



Why one  feel Empty in heart,
Like a Sky With out stars.

Is this the darkness of insanity,
Just waiting for an opportunity.


Why there is silence in heart,
When there is voice in my soul.

Is this the numbness of heart,
When there is full fondness of love.


Why there is a dreath of desire,
When  there is perseverance of feeling.


Is this the never ending journey,
Towards the world of emptiness.


Why the life is overly tangled,
When there is longingness to to live.

Is this my life’s destiny,
Where I feel everything is empty ….

Written and compiled by

Mermaid …

Angels on Earth – We call them ‘ Mothers’

Guest Post Series … 1


Mother – A very special person in our life,
Who Hold a place, No one else can ever fill.


Mother – A very special friend in our life
Who always remain our best friend


Mother – A very special singer in our life
Whose songs still linger in our ears.


Mother – A very special Master Chef,
Who can cook the worst as the best.


Mother – A very special woman in our life,
Who enlightens the meaning of the word sacrifice.


Mother – A very special role model in our life,
Who I will proudly follow when I will be a mother.


Mother to whom I owe my life,
Who gave me birth into this beautiful world.

Written and compiled by


Brooding Blues…

Sylvia woke up that morning with a thought so deep that she wondered how is that she had not seen it coming. Standing at a turning point in her life she knew her choices need to be very carefully analysed. Burnt her fingers too many times and the last burn was a severe one. Life, she felt was never fair to her. It hated her guts and spontaneity of her approach to everything. It could never accept the chulbuliness in her.

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She had to pay a heavy price for her carefree attitude towards life. The lesson she learned very soon in her life was that ‘You are important to yourself more than anyone else. Other’s soon get tired of you.’


Leaving behind her bed she stood near her windows looking far across the cluster of trees and the chirping birds when her phone rang. And she knew her day has really begun and there is no point indulging in the past memories. She merged along with the hurry burry of the fast paced life. After all she still had to stay afloat in the middle of her life’s crisis. And she knew Life was never fair or kind to her. She was willing to take the bull by it’s horn. She realized once again life could never take away her inner grit. She wouldn’t be herself if that was taken away from her. She was born with it.

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After all Sylvia was the mythological God of the forest and meant the spirit of woods.

Photo Credit – Mermaid


A wonderful and meaningful post which I think is very much we all relate to in this crazy running around life.

Gift of God

“Peace I leave with you, My peace I give to you; not as the world gives do I give you.” (John 14:27)


The moment we read or utter the word ‘Peace’, the immediate thought that comes to our mind is ‘not being at war’. Just like the world understands the word peace as a situation where there is no war, we can say that we are at peace with ourselves when there’s no war waging within us. Therefore, the peace I want to stress here is the “Peace within”.


If there is to be peace in the world, it should start within us first. When we are at peace with ourselves, we will be at peace with others also.
Our mind is a battlefield where continuous battles are fought day in and day out. Battle between good and evil, right and wrong, doubts and fears, guilt and conviction, love and…

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