Have you ever stood mesmerized
by skyscrapers
reflected on a raindrop?
Do you not see it then, love?

How sometimes it takes so little
to hold abundance.

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A warm cup of coffee,
A witty evening &
A wise click,
is all I always crave for.

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I miss how
the jasmine plant back home
With its scented flowers never failed
to announce the arrival of dusk
before the shadows crept in.

I miss how
my closet back home
with its stacked clothes and
mild floral scent of her favorite detergent
whispered "mom's here" when opened.

All these new scents,
different people and their accents,
even the sky doesn't look the same here.
I wrap myself with the pashmina from home,
yearning for a whiff of familiarity!

- Indhu.Sara.Writes

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May your life never run out of
coffee, laughter and all things
warm, witty & wise.
You, yes you,
with that stubborn heart
and eyes that sparkle!
You deserve
a chance at happiness.
Don't let anyone tell you otherwise.

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It's mom
and her bribe
to get me open my eyes.
Quite cruel of her
to do so on a sunday morning.
Ah..an aroma so divine,
It could only be coffee!
I raise my morning cup of sunshine
and my sweet anger melts
when the liquid warmth
caresses by lips.
But of course,
I go back to glare at her
once I'm done with my coffee kiss.

- Indhu.Sara.Writes

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You, super dooper Indhu Akka!

From the first sneeze during early winters till the heaviest yawn of summer nights,
You write everything. Every detail.
Your pen beholds the deepest and finest spells.
It spills every bean that I tried hard to swallow. Every notion, dying in futility finds hope in your pen.

You are a saviour of all the little things unsaid. Adore you more than anyone else.

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At the mall today
a random stranger
left behind a familiar sillage
of your brand of cologne.
I let the woody fragrance engulf me
Stopping in my tracks.

I'll move away from it
As quick as my
now woodened legs loosen,
I will run away.
From the memories and the man
that scent is waking up in me.

But even as I prepare my flight
my inner self fights.
Begging me to take just...
Just one another deep breathe!

-Indhu.Sara.Writes

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But before you go,
will you please
leave me something to hold onto?
A little love
and one last kiss
perhaps.
To keep the memories intact.

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