The legendary Indian actor Irrfan Khan passed away. This poem is dedicated to him. I will miss you forever. Your films were magical to me. A lost girl looking for her belonging in this world. Her roots. Her version of India. You made me curious. I will forever be thankful to you for how your…
A ‘New Normal’? No, Thank you.
Poem: Goodbyes
Goodbyes. These tiny momentsReflecting parting of soulsPainful echos in our memoryMomentary small glitchesThese evanescent secondsNever reminiscingNever recordedIn the abyss of our vast mind I conjure your silhouette Inside of meThe scent of youTranquils my soulIn these exasperating timesUniverse is reminding usOnce againWe look up at the skyClouds are waving down at meRays of sunshine Embrace…
Poem: Jigsaw Puzzle.
Listen. To the silence. The space, between souls.Feel. Beating of the hearts.Across, space and time.Between satellites.We’re transmitting. Emotions.Feelings of love, pain and hurt.There is no trust. It’s broken.Gather up my pieces.Hand them over, to you.Just like a jigsaw puzzle. The healing has begun. One piece at a time. The people recluse to their spaces.Time, what…
Poem: Phase of the Moon
The dreams at nightAlign with the phases of the moonEach phase Brings about a changeQuietlyWithin youWithin meAcross the universeWe feel the sameThrough our dreams. Peace and Love,Kimmi Sandhu
Just a reminder…
Just heard this song again after some years, and it sparked an emotion in me that I recognise a lot. We need to stop being so hard on ourselves for not being enough. I need to remind myself every now and then. It’s not only about vanity and looks, it’s about people not recognising you…
Poem: Windows to your Soul
Memories remain Etched in my brain The windows to your soul Looking right through me Witnessing, My heart beating in tune With yours The reasons remain Buried deep inside No need to speak No need to explain To our souls They already know Telepathically Transmitting Messages of another world Another universe. Peace and Love, Kimmi…
Roots | Mumbai Diaries
Roots. What a peculiar thing that can affect us so much when we least expect them to. I thought I had worked through a lot of my inner struggles with roots and identity by this age but I was so wrong. Why do I keep coming back to this country, why can’t I let it…
Poem: Crown energy
Energies flowFrom the baseThrough my crownStreams like the riverConnect our stringsFrom north to southNo matter where we areEternal desire awake usFrom our lucid dreamingMoments like this Last forever in our coreOur union soul. Peace and love, Kimmi Sandhu
Open skies | Mumbai Diaries
When I look up at the sky in the evening darkness I can still see the moon and the stars, despite the amount of air pollution contaminating the air. The breezy air flowing through my hair as I walk down the beach is captivating my senses. I don’t want to turn back. I want to…