P a s s a g e

The fading light, this old day done, the endless sea swallows yet another sun. As moon rises high over waters calm - calling out stars hiding in the velvet night’s arms - morning’s close by with a brand new dawn. --- 01.18.2017 F.T. Ledrew x R. C. Gonzales (Thank you for the second collab, Thomas!… Continue reading P a s s a g e

when rain reigns

while i try to rein on my stubborn and elusive sense of worth, the rain reigns against the sun rays with its freed droplets of crystals kissing the waiting, parched earth. may i find the purpose of my birth, with the petrichor's coming mirth. — 09.14.2017 ©2017 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved. Photo by Liv Bruce on Unsplash In response to Quadrille #40 by whimsygizmo and… Continue reading when rain reigns

mummed magic

the scarlet leaf of the almost bare autumn tree, s  l  o  w  l  y , ever s  l  o  w  l  y , f a l l i n g from its home twig to its grave earth. the crystal snowflake of the heavy, winter cloud g e n t l y , ever… Continue reading mummed magic

season singing

traversing the same route five times a week presents me a repeating view again and again and yes, again. the sight of houses, from well-made to thatched huts, occasionally interrupted by massive spaces filled with wild grasses or field of rice stalks, and once with a huge mall. the neighborhood will then be replaced with… Continue reading season singing

autumn spell

in this maze of bleeding leaves as if the mighty Him spilled red inks on top of the lush trees and twigs to signal the yearly seasons' shift, find me lurking not beneath the tall towers of red and yellow, find me hiding not inside the house with the whispering cello, find me sitting not… Continue reading autumn spell

Bravest Moment

on the day when her grandchildren will be sitting on her lap asking for the bravest thing she has done, she will be looking back at this moment. she's in no danger. no noise. no death-defying acts. but with peaceful tree-whistles, lullaby-like bird-tunes, embrace-like forest air. and her heart and mind who were both dauntless enough to walk out of a life in… Continue reading Bravest Moment

Flower and the Bee (Part 2)

sharing the second part of my duet with the bestie, Shubhodeep Roy.  i am the flower and he is the bee. the part 1 is here. my bee, that kiss was sweeter than honey, brimming with love, i'd choose it ceaselessly. but after you let go, I saw the look in your eyes, gazing at another… Continue reading Flower and the Bee (Part 2)

Flower and the Bee (Part 1)

let me introduce you, my dear friends, to the amazing man i knew from Instagram. the epic photographer (go check his Instagram), a talented music producer and songwriter (go check his website), a budding amazing writer (yep. i am a fan and he is now on WordPress!), and my far away bestfriend, Shubhodeep Roy. 🙂 below is the… Continue reading Flower and the Bee (Part 1)

Seashore Postcard

no matter how many times you ebb away, away, away, from me, I am quite sure you'll always come back, come back, come back, come back, to me. - from shore to sea — 04.18.2017 ©2017 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved. Photo via Unsplash In response to dVerse‘s Tuesday Poetics: Wish you were here by De of whimsygizmo. Today,… Continue reading Seashore Postcard

Winged-Queen

I whispered for her to come out but inside her hardened shell she whispered "wait up". And so I stayed until she sees the waiting world, then today after some wiggly wobbles wiggly wobbles, I watched her grand entrance like a morning sun being birth by beautiful dawn. Flaunting her delicate gown I knew she needs no crown.… Continue reading Winged-Queen