Thought for the day, Tips for life

Keep this in mind

Don’t take life too seriously you will never get out of it alive 🤕.

— Elbert Hubbard

Seriously guys you should keep this in mind. So just enjoy each day and let life worry about itself, you just enjoy yourself and just be happy. Just add some humour to your day and never be serious until the situation calls for it. I guess you got the message and no I’m not telling you to go to a funeral with a smile on your face. Now that’s a situation in which you should be serious. So don’t take life too seriously, if you don’t want to be killed too soon by life. And laugh a lot. Because A day without laughter is a day wasted — Charlie Chaplin.


Happy blogging guys 💞

Personal Thoughts, Thoughts recollected in Tranquility

I wait for you, In darkness

I’ve never seen you

Yet I know you completely

We haven’t talked yet

But your voice rings

In my ears incessantly

I know your name so we’ll

And my journey is solely to reach you


I’ve come to know you

Or so I’d like to think

Seeing subtle signs within

One in

One thousand faces

Hearing your voice

Your name

In the wind carried over

Empty fields and dusty corner lots

Seeing your silhouette

But for a moment

In otherwise motionless

Shadowed alleys and back-lit mirrors

All the while


Restless with anticipation

Alert and eager


The time will come when

At last

These traces coalesce and


Until then…


I wait

Wait for you

In darkness

Only to be lit up

By your light

Like a moth to the fire

Drawn towards you

Because I know you

From my birth

And your name is death

I can smell you

So close to me

As wrinkles appear

As my heart doesn’t

Beat as fast as it did / (as my heart can taste love as it did)

Neither do I feel delighted

For I’m lost in thought

For you are near

And it’s you that

I dream of now

The time will come

It will come

And we will coalesce



Separate but




Once again to

This growing darkness

But not afraid

As we are the light

We are the spark

That illuminates the night

That sets fire to

These structures

Walls and doors

Windows wide

Not to bring day

But rather to erase

All distinctions

Internal as well as


To render words


As in blood like oil flows

Love true

To ignite

Waiting only

For a sign

A word like a name like a seal like a bind

But not to capture

Rather to


This poem is in collaboration with Auroraborus of the blog objects, and the distance between them.

Personal Thoughts, Thought for Change, Thought for the day, Thoughts recollected in Tranquility

For Me

My heart beats for him

That’s what I thought

But actually it beats for me

That’s why it still beats.

Even after he broke it,

Like he broke all his promises.

It still beats even after

He ripped it apart,

Like the pages of a book.

It still beats even after

It was shattered

After he betrayed it.

It still beats

Because it beats for me

It beats for me and

Not for him…

Because it love me more

Than I love me . 💓

Personal Thoughts, Thoughts recollected in Tranquility

Wings of Will

Open the broken wings

and raise the wish bone

let the blood flow

making the heart beat fast

No more tired

no more frail

rise again and fly high

against the wind

rise and shine

for it’s a new day

with these broken wings

shall we fly.

Broken is the bone

not our will

and with will

we shall raise again from ashes.

Sing a song mellifluous to the ear

for that voice can heal

the broken bone.

Raise the wings

and high we fly

against the wind

and high up into the clouds,

we shall roam

and with broken wings

we can fly

for it’s the wings that’s broken

and not our will.

Open the broken wings

and raise your eyes

with your head held high

gaze the sky

because that’s where we’re going

and we’ll conquer the skies

with our wings of will

We shall conquer the skies.

© The Rendezvous Club

Personal Thoughts, Thought for the day, Thoughts recollected in Tranquility


We’re down now

stuck! Because

we can’t think further

There’s a glitch

in our system.

It probably is love

Things were fine

when it started

no distractions,

no junks,

no spam,

no caches,

aah it’s so good

to be in love

Well at least

for the first two weeks.

Then life gets in the way.

He got busy

then more apps came

and attention went divided.

Oh I wish he’d

look at me

at least once and

listen to me twice

He loves me

I know that

but I wish he gave me

more love,

just like before.

I wish that we restart.

Restart and

give ourselves another chance.

Restart or things will

Reset soon

and your memories

of me will fade

and you’ll remember

Me no more.

Freedom of Expression Tag ( Topic :- Restart)

Hey Everyone I was nominated for the Freedom of Expression Tag by Fariha . She’s an excellent writer and if you aren’t following her blog then I think you should follow her from now on, so do check out her blog.


Every week (Thursday) I will pick a topic, post photos or quotes or lyrics or a poem or an article about the “topic” and nominate 3 bloggers, who in turn will post about that topic (in whichever way they want) and nominate 3 bloggers of their own, spreading “FREEDOM OF EXPRESSION” far and wide.

It’s all about you being the BOSS and choosing the best way possible to express and depict your understanding of the theme of the day. Fun, ain’t it?


1 .Thank the Selector and do not forget to tag/create a “ping-back!”
2. Attach the tag photo.
3 .Post about that topic (in whichever way you want – it could be a photo or a quote or a poem or an article) for the dedicated “Topic of the Day.” No rush!
4. Select 3 bloggers to take part in “FREEDOM OF EXPRESSION” Tag! Let’s spread some positivism around.


Zarbakht Bilal

Nirant Gurav

Unni Babu



Thoughts recollected in Tranquility

Heart of the Hearth

Burning wood

in the hearth

Burning in Orange

oh so enticing

but I’d rather

be like the smoke

for it’s bewitching.

I want to burn

burn like the wood

and be one

with the fire

Burn till all my pain

turn to ashes

and till the flesh

turns to dust.

And I’ll rise,

rise like the smoke

and like the smoke

I’ll show my true colors

for I am grey.

I’ll rise,

rise above the clouds

and float above the Sea

like a wanderer.

For I am the smoke

unwanted by anybody

Produced by everybody.

But still I’m the heart of the hearth..

And when the fire is out I shall reign.



Written for the Flash Fiction Challenge