a tiny portion of something big

a tiny portion of something big

staring stunned at the stars in the sky

imagining the size of the universe infinite

questioning values of my little existence

amazed, I thought to myself

I am a tiny portion of something big

sitting at the beach, watching the ocean endless

looking at the waves showing no mercy

rising to heights, reaching the sky

amazed, I thought to myself

I am a tiny portion of something big

closing my eyes as I got ready to pray

imagining the power of true God divine

sensing his masterly manner to run this world

amazed, I thought to myself

I am a tiny portion of something big

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Aren’t they Creating a living Hell

Aren’t they Creating a living Hell

politics driven in the name of religion

countries being broken

the world divided into bits & pieces

communities pushed to demand autonomy greater

leaving the humanity wounded, bleeding to death

a few kings ruling the rest of the millions

gripping the power, never let it leave their hands

feeding young minds to walk against their own will

pushing them to shed blood, feasting on it

a dirty, rotten game of the thrones

played in the dark by the darkest of the minds

building up a hell on this very earth

rather, making the earth itself

a living Hell

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Colors of the Sky

Colors of the Sky

I stood on the top of the mountain

my arms wide open inviting the sky

its light blue color showering serenity

reflecting a glow peaceful, so calm

seeing me consuming its beauty so gently

the sky decided to tease me a little

throwing a party, it invited the clouds

changing its color from light blue to black

dark clouds smiled invited the lightening

with a flash of light tiny drops started to fall

I felt the drizzle on my face so soft

closed my eyes, my arms still wide open

I stood there hugging

pretty colors of the sky

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mySestina Dreampack

mySestina Dreampack

dare I today to go ahead and dream

dare I today to Dream of a Dreampack

to consist of a world must we create

A world so full of compassion, genuineness

With no hatred in the hearts staying there

Where sorrow is never to follow no one

Loneliness to have no place to survive

Merriment and giggles spread all around

A world where no one ever to sleep hungry

With a home to belong to every soul

Warm clothes to save skin from freezing

Cool breeze to soothe from the burning sun

A Dreampack to offer eternal love

Where souls connect with their soul mate

Holding each other in their arms so loving

Their eyes to see the reflection of each other

Lips to kiss, to speak the words of affection

They would cry together if they must

Laughter to be shared eating dinner together

Never to cause hurt, no harm in any form..

The Dreampack to consist of another dream

A place where we can see the nature glowing

lush green trees, no cemented towers

pure water to fall from the mountains

to bathe mother earth, make it flourish

animals don’t need to die of human greed

they too have a home to make their young ones to sleep

a river to flow for each one of them

together they all to drink water with no poison

My Dreampack to have much more on the list

Am I asking for a little too much

Must I not make any sacrifice

Must I include as much as I want

After all

It’s a Dreampack

Must I not, deny it

Of any Dreams, I may ever Dream of


Huge thanks to my Dear friend – Patty Wolters of Kruidje-Roer-Me-Niet to inspire me to build this Dreampack.

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Selfless Tears

Selfless Tears

I cry of pain, I cry of joy

tears, never leaving my side

eager to fall down from my eyes so deep

to roll down softly through my cheeks

evaporating even before reaching my chin

showing their love selfless, to me

I become, a better ME, for my tears

they absorb all my anger, all my pain

dissolve it all in a little salt of them

cleanse my soul throwing out themselves

I feel much better, I feel so fresh

after a hearty cry, when I’ve shed a few tears

negativity that’s piled up inside for years

gets to release in a moments few

sometimes I wonder sitting & thinking

the wonder of these eyes, the magic of these tears

could I ever have possibly

made it this far

could I ever have possibly

done without them?

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The True Meaning of Writing

The True Meaning of Writing

Writing is the best way

to take one’s emotions out..

Rather than be revengeful

towards our pain

we must politely print it on paper

to make it less effective

most writers have been through

a little or much pain in their lives

& this is how they choose to write

to vent it out


Much Thanks to my dear Queen Bee to make me realize the importance of this wonderful thing

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Dear Fellow Bloggers – mySestina has fallen in Love with YOU

Dear Fellow Bloggers – mySestina has fallen in Love with YOU

My dear fellow bloggers! 

This post today is very special and close to my heart. I am going to share a little about my blogging journey and how it has changed me to become a better person with love and support from all you amazing souls. I promise, to keep it as short as possible.. wink..

As I started my blogging journey 3 months back, I clearly I had a motto which was completely different from what my motto is today. Three months back, I meant to have more number of likes, more comments on my posts and more followers. 

That time, I wrote this post Motto of We Bloggers. Please take some time to read through it.

Today, after receiving such tremendous response from all of you, I have reached a stage where my Motto as as blogger is not just to reach your computer screens, it is now to reach your hearts.

When you follow me so genuinely, it drives me to bring a smile to your face. It drives me to share your pain and ease you in your rough days. YOU, drive me to become a better person, a person who is in love with all of you. A person who has started taking pleasure in investing time to write posts everyday to reach to you, to say a little hello, to read your beautiful comments.

Love, clearly changes the definition of our expectations. It makes us a different person who is no more selfish and is more giving. 

I take pride today to announce how glad I am to be a part of this wonderful blogging community. How happy I feel to be connected to all of you and to be a part of such a wonderful family where all of us have actually started to care for each other.

Believe me my friends, the credit goes to YOU.

With tears of love and joy in my eyes, I want to say THANK YOU.


Zigyasa Kakkar

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I was the host – my guest was a Ghost

I was the host – my guest was a Ghost

on a dull evening

I decided to tease my loneliness

so I called for a get together

no one else accepted my invitation

except for him

that evening when I was the host

my only guest was a white faced ghost

the ghost was generous to pay me a visit

to sit with me, talk a little bit

we shared a strange congeniality

somehow it worried me occassionally

the evening started to graduate to night

white color on his face had started to vanish

I struggled to see through the darkness

trying to feed my anxiety, moved a little closer

my eye refused to believe what they witnessed

left spellbound, not even a word I could utter

towards him as I pointed my finger

shocked to witness the face behind the Ghost’s

it was me, siting in front of me

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A Name not to Stay

A Name not to Stay

sea shore shyly smiled

as it fell in love with the waves

as they flowed to kiss it gently

to make it drench

to feel caressed

the sea shore madly in love


the name of its lover

on the flowing water

how silly of it

not to realize

the name it wrote

shall stay for not long

every blow of the waves

as they would come

to kiss the sea shore

will erase

their own name

written on the heart

of the sea shore

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