Jane Eyre: A feminist review

“Women are supposed to be very calm generally: but women feel just as men feel; they need exercise for their faculties, and a field for their efforts, as much as their brothers do; they suffer from too rigid a restraint, to absolute a stagnation, precisely as men would suffer; and it is narrow-minded in theirContinue reading “Jane Eyre: A feminist review”



Shadowy gloom silences the air, Every breadth I take echoes my despair. A heightened sensitivity to anguish and defeat, Everything seems terribly cynical and dismally incomplete. Not wanting to live anymore is a heartbreak away, And this bleeding heart makes me an easy prey. My bones grow numb and my heart goes still, Every panicContinue reading “depression”

flowery dreams

grown in the hearts of seeds, embracing the sunlit air, they enrich gardens and renew freshness. glorious petals emerging from the center, the seeds proudly overlooking, a flower is a charming world in itself. radiancy is all they know, warm touches are all they feel, an air of love and a drop of color.

night bulbs

Lending a glorific stroke of paint to the darkness belowEvery bulb was a figment of domestic secretsThe charm of trees was accentuated under the yellow brightnessClusters of shiny dots created beauty around themThe midsummer sky proudly illuminated its entityAll was calm under a blissful spell.

California Feeling

The incongruity of magic and reality, turned the evening mist lily pink, as the still stars that hung above, shed their shyness and started to blink. The summer backdrop and ocean air, felt their way through hazy visibility, while the clouds that waltz, whenever the rain falls, have me caught in a reverie.

what is love

Love is a wave that carries comfort,  Love is a wave that washes away hurt.  Love is the beauty of a mother’s arm,  Love is the beauty of a family’s warmth.  Love is the emotion that saves you always, Love is the emotion that opens all doorways. Love is a poet who is finding wordsContinue reading “what is love”

Let’s Live

Let’s spend the mornings Gazing at sunshine from afar. Let’s spend the evenings, Chasing twinkling stars. Let’s spend each moment, Listening to a magical guitar. Let’s spend our lives, Becoming who we are.

anxiously anxious

Too much to say Nobody to hear Too much to share Nobody to care You walk alone On a stormy road You take a stroll Things under control For how long You can’t say The only option Is to walk away Not from life, no That never works But instead From the smirks and jerksContinue reading “anxiously anxious”

Dance with your Heart

painting the air with wavy strokes the furniture is an eager audience swirling here and hopping there imperfectly and dauntlessly feeling the music without musing connecting your heart to your physicality individuality shining under a distant spotlight it’s just you and your soul dancing away to your heart beats