Prose Poetry – Eiravel

Unbearable Heatwaves🥵

Fiery sun flaring in the sky Don’t consume yourself too much For you might die from exhaustion. Each time I move droplets of sweats cascade from my forehead and neck, an unbearable heat has taken over the weather and the breeze and warmth… this summer oppresses. This January’s sun is a pitiless fiery creature, whoseContinue reading “Unbearable Heatwaves🥵”

I’ll Go With The Flow

Motivational quotes written on different colourful torn paper glued on a sketchpad, and white wild flowers.

The world breaks everyone, and afterward many are strong in the broken places. Ernest Hemingway Rivers overflow during heavy rainfalls, flow gently when the weather is calm, dry up during droughts, and all living creatures need to adapt to the ever-changing moods of an unpredictable nature… we all need to go with the flow, takeContinue reading “I’ll Go With The Flow “

To Be Love-inspired

Mug of tea with heart design, dried flowers, and collage of hearts and words of love on sketchpad.

Tonight, we’ll escape my love Out of this town Up in the clouds There where our house awaits Since immemorial times For our bodies of love. (excerpt from my upcoming poetry ebook) Rise and shine with an aura of love, say I love you to birds, trees, flowers, to the sky, to the clouds; sayContinue reading “To Be Love-inspired “

Best Wishes

Handwritten wishes on spiral notebook, tiny wild flowers wrapped in golden wrapping bow, biscuits and drink on peach coloured muslin, and red flowery paper bag.

I wish that we can learn from our mistakes Happy New Year 2022; I am sending to all of you smiles on large deployed wings of gold, may you receive them wherever you may be; catch it with your loving hands, and sprinkle it with your laughters, and as you blow it away, put inContinue reading “Best Wishes”

Bits of thoughts from a shattered heart

collage of woman with torn paper as tears, and bits of paper on which I’ve written my thoughts glued all over the sketchpad.

Its patience; my impatience A river runs deep inside of me. And it takes its source from the mountain of my mind. It slowly flows, streams patiently, and on its course it engulfs some water creatures, some aquatic plants, and loads of pebbles and soil, and this, all the while I sit on its bank,Continue reading “Bits of thoughts from a shattered heart”

Writing abates the storm in my heart

Cup of tea, opened diary, and dried grass.

“Wind, blow through me, and lend me your memories while I write, to abate the storm that rages in your heart; to calm down the fury in my heart.” Writing abates the storm that often rages in my heart — like frustrations, anxieties, sadness, anger, unacceptance, incomprehensiveness, and all of these other emotional disasters thatContinue reading “Writing abates the storm in my heart”

Metaphorical And Fanciful

Tea in a cup and its saucer beside a spiral diary with cutouts of a teapot watering a large flower head that’s behind a horizontal log, and handwritten extract from this blog post.

The poetic genre I love When earth shakes, do snakes escape from its mouth? while all roots unroot from the soil? — how can I, the author of this sentence, be surprised by what I’ve written on my own… is it my natural ability to observe from another’s perception that brings me to that conclusion?Continue reading “Metaphorical And Fanciful”