The Nature of Thought

A lot of thoughts will arise in your mind and will die in your mind. Some will never know which to nurture and which to kill. Be a keen observer; choose wisely and know the nature of your thoughts.

A lot of thoughts will arise in your mind and will die in your mind. Some will never know which to nurture and which to kill. Be a keen observer; choose wisely and know the nature of your thoughts.
I am a soulful woman who loves to conjure up my thoughts and write. I thoroughly enjoy creating art and expressing myself through words. I believe words have a certain kind of melody that can be understood by everybody.

Diving into nothingness has never bothered me but reaching the shore with an extremely dull person has.

Kahlil Gibran, a writer with multiple talents was better known for his mystical Arabic and English works that earned international acclaim. Palestinian poet and writer Salma Khadra Jayyusi worded him as “the single most important influence on Arabic poetry and literature during the first half of the twentieth century,” and continues to be the highly…

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I enjoy observing the raindrops competing with each other to slide down the window sill. And the leaves drenched by the rains which often appear like a chandelier. Reaching the bus stop early for that unoccupied window seat, so I can enjoy the live-theatre view in the bus. These little things, they make me.

American astronomer Carl Sagan’s words reverberate in our ears even to this date, in the form of texts and audio messages, that he shared with us and the universe. Throughout his life Carl Sagan was dedicated to share his wisdom with us. His books and audios eloquently express his thoughts about the beauty of nature…

“She was a mountain child, when she was mad, she never cried. She only did one thing- write, write, write. It made her feel better. It made her feel invisible, like nothing could stop her. She felt like a wolf.” Here are some of my other poems that you may like: Cold Winter- Poem on…