To a fresh start

Here’s to a fresh start,Here’s to today,A clean, open slate,And a bright warm day. Here’s to serenity,Here’s to all life,A chance to just smile again,In entirety of strife. Here’s to our families,Here’s to all the hope,That keeps us from tumbling down again,Down this wicked hole. And as the sun did shine on us,I hope it…

Our very hefty Christmas dinner

Isn’t Christmas just a wonderful time of the year? The air is heavy with the celebration, the joy, the aroma of wonderful dinner. Ah! It’s just a day past Christmas, and I can’t wait for the next one to arrive. From a very recent conversation with a fellow blogger, I got this wonderful line, “Christmas…

The stream

A broken heart,Bleeds tears.But it’s thoseUnder her eyes,That fascinate meThe most.How they crashOnto her skinFrom the oceanOf her eyes.Raindrops,From the stormsWithin her.How they glistenLike a streamIn the fall.Only a stream:Is full of water.Her tears:Full of words.Words:That weave poetry,As they trickle.Down her chin.Into the etchings,Of my palms. © Shanyu Bihani 2020 This is a follow-up poem…

The angel to me!

I wake up in the mornWith my eyes so dampA knot in the stomachAlmost like a cramp. I walk up to the mirrorExpecting a look as sore,But they are just the feelingsThat are crawling up my core. And the previous mishaps that are Irrelevant today,Are trotting to my silly mindIt’s something I want to say….

Redefining the Greek meze

I’m at a traditional olive farm, lying in the green grass dotted with yellow wildflowers. The sun filters out through the dense foliage of the boughs of the olive trees and their sharp aroma tingles my nose. An almost salty breeze hits my skin as I stare at the pale blue Mediterranean sky, lost in…