Category: Ballads and Brushstokes

My mom loves cricket, She’d always secure a seat, never miss it, But what if her heart had never leaned toward it? Does a passion lost truly matter, or can we ignore it? Perhaps she’d have skipped her university’s cricket game, Cricket or Football, in the end, is it not all the same? Does everything […]

Close you eyes and take in Those deep rich smells And the aroma that wafts From the ponds and the wells, Glance through the window At the inky mass in the sky And watch out for the feathered clumps Of birds flying by, Breathe in that cool air And listen carefully To the calm before […]

I have a catThat always sits on the mat.My cat takes the batAnd loves to chase the rat.My cat loves fish,But she is so selfish.She loves to sleep on my bedThat is red.

The lush green leaves and the warm breezeAnd the little grass that tickles my feet!This greenery is truly nature’s art,So why should we tear it apart? When I see trucks carrying loads of wood,My heart says, “Please reduce…”We must reduce so thatThe trees can hold us firmly to the soil. The beautiful sound of the […]

I came back from school.I was bored.I decided, let’s go to the pool.I asked my mum, and she said it’s okay, it’s cool.So I packed all my swimming tools.Oh wait, I forgot my sunscreen, I’m such a fool!Then with my brother, my sister, and my mum, I went to the pool.Oh my, oh my, how […]

Nobody’s perfect.We make mistakes.We say wrong things.We do wrong things.We fall, we get up.We learn, we grow.We move on, we live.