Category Archives: Writings

Here you will find my writing on various subjects such as psychology, creative arts therapy, environment and sustainability, food and travel as well as creative writing pieces.

The night before sunrise

With every moment passing

We knew this was coming to an end 

New beginnings with sunrise

Were we happy?


Different paths chosen

Last breath of togetherness woven

Reminiscence of the memories

Were we happy?


Lying underneath the stars

Baffled by our perfectly imperfect connection

Wishing upon a shooting star,

for similar intimacy ahead

We will try to be happy. Probably. 


Shine bright and be kind! 🙂



The wait

It’s waiting for me at the end of this road.

Road meticulously laid, 

laid through mountains and woods.


Woods varied with each step,

steps numbered yet uncounted.


Uncounted steps taken into new terrain,

terrain unknown yet familiar. 


Familiar faces left behind, 

behind with all the mementos.


It’s waiting for me at the end of this road. 

Unsure, uncertain, 

taking the remaining numbered steps.

The wait is going to be long. 


Shine bright and be kind! 🙂



Dear almost lover

Wandering through these woods,

our paths crossed.

Before we knew it

we walked together,

further and deeper.


Days passed, months passed,

moments lived and shared.


Throughout our wander

we heard two distinct voices: 

soft murmurs of love

and noises of uncertainty.


Deafened by these noises,

we gave in.


Now I wander alone

cherishing our shared memories.

Wondering if we walked together for longer,

just a little further and deeper

Would we finally be enticed by these soft murmurs?


Well, no matter how far you and I wander on our own,

If meant to be’s are real

Wish we give up on the noises

and choose love this time.


What do you see?

What do you see when you look at me?

Stripping me bare with your eyes

Inspecting the curves of my body

Flicking through all the previous ones in your mind.


Slightly taller than the last one,

Definitely fuller than the average ones,

Unsure if the face is attractive enough,

Debating between a five or a six,

Finally settling on a five point five out of ten.


Oh honey, come closer and let’s strip further!

You have only made it to the shallow depth,

unsure if you have enough grit to dive deeper. 

Flicking through a book or two instead would’ve done you some good,

as my curvaceous hips seem to appear broader than your mind.


Before you go flexing and reducing me down to numbers,

let me remind you that I am a Queen

reigning an entire kingdom,

while you are a knight

battling for this kingdom and others. 



Shine bright readers and know your worth! 🙂 




What’s with war?

What’s with war? 

The only question I have for our ancestors.

You didn’t know better,

We should have learnt by now.


Been here for 200 thousand years,

Yet not enough years to teach us to be human.


Those innocents wanted to grow up

Make this world a better place.

All that remains now is ashes 

You had no right over their life.

Oh well, you didn’t know better, 

We should have learnt by now.


Heard you’ve enough to fund those wars,

Yet not enough to feed those stomachs, 

Yet not enough to educate those minds, 

Yet not enough to cure those deadly diseases,

Oh well, you didn’t know better,

We should have learnt by now. 


What’s with wars? 

The only question the children have for us now. 


Shine bright and be kind! 🙂



One day

There is a flower vase with roses

In the middle of the room

Enchanting passerby with its regal bloom

Dreamy sweet fragrance


Days gone by

I see the roses, not blooming

Just there, wilting

Unnoticed for days

And one day will never be


There is a flower vase with lilies now

Mesmerising passerby with its pure vibrance


Shine bright and be kind! 🙂





Distant World

From the distant world,

I hear her cry.


Hiding under her roof,

Staring outside the glass window,

Hoping to find a little love.


All she sees is a street of terror,

Innocents frantically pleading for warmth.

From the distant world,

I hear her cry.


She is waiting patiently,

To embrace the gleam of sunshine.

From the distant world,

I sense her courage.



Shine bright and be kind! 🙂




In midst of all the chaos,

Her stillness was captivating. 

She was a work of art,

The first work of art.

Untouched and Unrefined,

Purely deep and raw.

In midst of all the normalcy, 

Her quirks were dazzling.

She was a rare ruin, 

The ethereal ruin.

Yet to be unearthed,

Her mysteries unknown.

In midst of all the happening,

Despite of the far distance between us,

Her warmth and whimsical innocence was heartfelt.

Shine bright and be kind! 🙂