A humorous tribute to our pets — I wake up each morning With the sleep in my eyes Not really knowing What sort of surprise Is it some vomit Or a hairball gone wrong? Or perhaps some kibble On the floor that’s been thrown? It’s the lament of the catbox A cleaning that’s time to do No one else…

Embracing Change — In shifting sands, we find our way, a dance with change, come what may. In every shift, night and day, change’s rhythm is a part of our play. Through seasons turned and winds that blow, we learn to bend; we learn to grow. In every ebb, in every flow, change’s heartbeat, a constant…

Ny låt frå Sophie til julemånaden — “Stars, snow, and sleigh rides, Gifts — songs you must hear — yeah, Now is the — wonderful time here again — m-hm” “Sophie’s Jul” is Sophie’s third song now being released. With its lively and magical depiction of Christmas, the song can appeal to both children and adults. The…

I Set Realistic Daily Goals — The journey to self-improvement often feels like embarking on an epic quest, with monumental goals looming on the horizon. But what if, instead of chasing after distant peaks, we took it one day at a time? This is the story of my experiment, where the mantra became clear: “I set…

She imagined I was angry — I had no good answer When polite chatter about books Turned to how my story is doing. If I’d been smart and prepared, my glib-shrug-redirect conversation Would have protected me From mired, tangled rats nest Abandoned to be with friends Who know my earnest core, But rarely see raging anguish Over stammers, stutters, and fails…

A Poem about The New World — हम सोचते है कौन रोयेगा हमारे जाने के बाद पर अभी जब हम है मुद्दते बीत जाती है सिर्फ़ इस इंतज़ार में की कोई पूछे हमारा भी हाल कोई लिखे वो चिट्ठी जो हम ख़ुद को लिखते है हर रात। कोई करे यू ही फ़ोन बिना किसी काम से कोई फिर…

By beauty. — Basked and becalmed by beauty, Sitting in the sun, Walking by the seashore, Till the day is done. I watch the boats bobbing, Dancing on the waves, Whilst down beneath the sea it’s said, Octopi hide in caves. I resonate with music, Love is in the air, I sit alone…

Embracing Imperfection — In flaws and quirks, our beauty lies, a tapestry woven, no disguise. In every scar and size, imperfection is where true beauty lies. We find our strength in every need, through acceptance gained, and judgment freed. In every heart, in every creed, imperfection is a sacred seed. With open eyes…

me too — you’re not the only one who can’t find an anchor amidst the water that roils, bucking us sharp and fast against broken, rocky crags you’re not the only one a statue cold to the touch at city center, all eyes land and bounce, ricocheting from the seemingly needless, self- sufficient, to the glittering…