Whispers

  World we know is falling apart, Destroyed by lies spreading like wild fire, as Flames of hatred paint the sky black. Groping in the dark, Failing to win hearts, our Friends turned foes today. Rays of light pierce the air,  the rising sun brings cheer, United we move forward.

  Frothy bubbles dance in joy, wisps of aroma pierce the air. A cup of pure heavenly taste, every sip fills me with bliss. Milk, tea and sugar together make magic real. A taste that makes life worth - for rich and poor alike. --  Iniyaal.

  My childhood was safe and secure inside a big house, cared for by my family. Yet something was wrong. Growing up, I changed very much introvert and sensitive, empathy  made me ignore my petty role. I gave a lot, and finally gave up  my lot, no place in my people's  heart, yet I dream to regain it all. I am nothing but a tiny speck lost among the cosmic dust. Worry not, for life will go on. ~~ iniyaazh Image credit: Ben McLeod @ Unsplash

  Tall windows framed with gold, crystal chandeliers light up the floor, as statesmen flock to the door. Triumphant stood their leader proclaiming his might and power, every word crafted to hide failure. All for profit, made for minds seeking to exploit and prevail - refined crowd that wreaks havoc. Elsewhere sat another leader weathered face - calm and quiet endurance oozing charm and grace. People know his grit and power he was, like them, resilient clever they forge ahead breathing fire. Civilized they are in spirit pushed in to a deadly plight, braving all for a lengthy fight. ~ Iniyaal Image credit : Sajad Nori on Unsplash