What do you enjoy most about writing?
What I enjoy is the soul’s gentle flight,
turning my silence into verses of light.
Each word a rhythm, each pause a song,
in writing I find where I truly belong.
What do you enjoy most about writing?
What I enjoy is the soul’s gentle flight,
turning my silence into verses of light.
Each word a rhythm, each pause a song,
in writing I find where I truly belong.

The comfort is hardly a priority these days, they do everything just to show off,
Their own happiness they hardly think about, they fit in where they feel would pay off.
So no more I need to take their sizes, cause everyone’s trying to fit in anyone’s shoes,
Not much choice of colours they have, they generally like the BLUES. “
Simi

The mystical pod broke open and the feathery angels appeared floating in the breeze,
My golden beast smiled at me magnanimously, “Now you can have many of me with great ease! “… “
Simi


Lord created plants, birds, animals and then the human beings, to take care of His choicest creations,
But His last creation caused irreparable damages to all, and to themselves too, beyond imaginations.
Let’s hold on to our planet, let’s end the discrimination,
Let’s love the innocent beings, they deserve our care and admiration. “
Simi

“Don’t you worry I’ll ask them, what’s wrong with the mankind,
Why are they ruining it all, towards being human, why have they turned blind ? “
And the next moment the little musician picked up his guitar to question each one around,
His words lead to an awkward silence, with our insecurities we all were bound..!
Simi


Those delicately weaved bonds of affection and care are rarely found now,
In the war of equality, love quietly tip toed away, nobody knows when and how! “
Simi

What’s wrong with the times, I can’t perceive, for everything is happening, a bizzare way.. !
Let me see if I can fix it, to get back to good old times, for they were the best, if I may say. “
Simi