Untitled Vignettes of Morning

(i) sigh of verdant song of spring reflected in sparkling visage of morning dew, is like naive whisper of a juvenile dream yet to unfurl its chatreuse realms to mandarin sun. (ii) a sleepy bay stretches lazy limbs at dawn to erase lingering kohl of insomnia from vision of melting moon, painting the sky's complacence …

Nascent Motherhood

Within amber realms of anonymity and ambiguity, lost in slumber of innocence a soul awaits the moment of discovery of life's versatilities and intrigue. a tiny heart pulsates like the dialogue of clock's garrulous hands, while tiny hands and feet curled as petals in a calyx flutter at times to etch tired smiles of maternal …