Sold.
india / mother and daughter / Pakistan / parenting / Poetry / Real Life / relationships / Uncategorized / Woman / Words that only poetry can say / Writing

Sold.

My daughter, you look exquisite adorned in red I’m dripping in the murder of Me We’ve bought you the most expensive gold necklace It chokes me, burns into my skin. I am on display. I am sold. Look, the henna decorated onto your hands. So pretty – the perfect shade of red. This blood it … Continue reading

Friday Magic
Dreams / Fiction / Friday Magic / india / Love / photography / Real Life / relationships / Uncategorized / voice / winter / Woman / Writing

Friday Magic

My Friday Magic I share with you is in the form of a lamp; a representation of a story from my past life. It’s an antique lamp that was used as a cigar lighter in gentlemen’s clubs in the early 1900s. When I met S a year ago I related a story about how I had … Continue reading

Dreams / india / Love / Pakistan / Real Life / Self Help / Single Parenting / tarot / Uncategorized / Woman / Writing

Cautiously, I celebrate the Nine of Pentacles.

‘This is more like a vision of what I aspire to be rather  than a Reality’, were my first thoughts on seeing the card. A graceful and serene lady stands in a courtyard in the midst of luscious nature with her nine pentacles. She has on her arm a falcon which sits calmly symbolising her accomplished intellectual and spiritual … Continue reading

Desire.
Art / Bollywood / Dreams / india / Love / Lust / Poetry / Woman / Words that only poetry can say

Desire.

You find me fascinating, I know you’re watching me. I’m laughing and you move closer, You’re taking me in. The curve of my hips; the fragility of my waist You want to touch my thick, black  hair My incandescent fertility  transformed into your raging lust I smile. I’m inviting you closer You like my dark … Continue reading

Fiction / india / Love / Pakistan / Partition / tarot / Uncategorized / Woman / Writing

The Lovers… (Relationship. Individual values. Desire)

15th August 1947… I’m asleep on my bed and wake up to an announcement from the mosque. I’m confused. It’s not time for prayer and it’s not the Imam’s voice that I hear. I keep still and listen closely. It’s an English man’s voice and he’s telling all the Muslims to leave India and travel … Continue reading