One line poetry

You are a cumulative effect of all your thoughts, dreams, actions, observations, feelings and still so much more.

Singular and Plural

One life.
One breath.
One look.
One journey.
One book.
One man.
One woman.
One cup of tea.

That song.
That letter.
That fight.
That touch.
That lipstick.
That taunt.
That play.

These days.
These words.
These dreams.
These nightmares.
These stories.
These goodbyes.

I AM MY FAVOURITE

To all the women who have men who appreciate/gawk at the perfect body of another woman, exclaiming how 'hot' she looks or how 'beautiful' keep reminding yourself just one thing.

That woman he gawks at, doesn't work with the insecurities and flaws of the man you are with. She isn't his strength, you are. That woman is a figment of imagination for your man, an escape from the realities of life,  which make him happy for a temporary time. Only You have the strength and the power to embrace his shortcomings,  his failings and provide him peace and calm on a tiring day. You are beautiful. More than a human eye can see. With all your curves and your flab,  with all the body hair,  with all the pock marks on your face and the imperfect jaw line. You are so much more than those girls who will not stand by your man. Live with your chin up and Wear the curves of your lips with an 'I love you' for yourself.