Photo by Jonathan J. Castellon on Unsplash For the last six years, we’ve stuck to a morning ritual. We began our day by enjoying a mug of freshly brewed ginger masala tea. Every day we woke up around the same time and settled on our beloved couch with our cup of tea. We sat mostly in silence, eyes … Continue reading Morning Rituals
I try to give words To the sounds I hear At this beach. My vocabulary It fails me. How do I describe the continuous rumble Of approaching waves the sound of rising water Falling against water The higher the wave the louder the sound Tiny waves with their plop Waves against rocks Waves against sound … Continue reading Beach
Through the blinds Light seeps in Eyes attempt An open-close dance Eyelids Like passionate lovers Unwilling to part I frown, I grumble Good morning.