We crossed that bridge as five But only mother and I survived Your father and brothers will be back, she wiped her tears and said. I know this was a lie, for her eyes flickered with remorse and dread In a fleeting moment, My identity changed from a boy to what they called a refugee. … Continue reading The doomed bridge – Pallavi
I am not going to be ashamed of wanting more choosing unconventional paths for reaching my goals Adding goals as I grow and evolve sewing my perfection with perceived flaws Just because I don’t fit your mold, doesn’t mean I don’t fit Just because I don’t fall in line, doesn’t mean I can’t fly I … Continue reading The Rebel – Pallavi
Down, down, down into the darkness of the grave comes to life a flower’s worst nightmare bloomed majestic and hand-picked by the gardener as a semblance of exquisite beauty its heart desired to end up in a vase brighten up an alley, a room, or somewhere be fondly placed maybe even become a reason to mend a fight or … Continue reading A Flower’s Worst Nightmare – Pallavi
I look into the mirror and ponder at my reflection I see new additions, a pound here and a line there Some well extended stays, and some, frankly I don’t care for, when I look into the mirror I also see souvenirs My body, which’s a reminder that someone chose me to be their mother … Continue reading Lets Talk Mom Bod – Pallavi
Photo by Matheus Bertelli from Pexels Children of Culver neighborhood keep your doors locked and windows shut The night before Halloween when you will be in your bed at the witching hour will come out the dead A Vampire, from the 18th century will once again roam your streets and alleys He comes to life each fall on … Continue reading Worst Mom – Pallavi
Her eyes sharper than the sharpest object like shattered blue glass speechlessly asking why this facade? you believe and bow in front of the unknown and unseen yet, my existence in flesh and blood seems too unpleasant. Photo by Jenna Hamra from Pexels Things which get my endorphins pumping - my kids (mom of two), coffee (green tea … Continue reading Eyes That Ask – Pallavi
Brave & Reckless 