Poems, Thoughts


when the brain
chooses to find
solace in everything else
except for the wall of
disorganised words
in front of you
and you follow
but panic
and then
continue the cycle
what’s pending
is not important to you
but it is a necessity
to complete.


— Parveen Maghera


Poems, Thoughts


Flipping the pages
and deciphering unfathomable handwriting
and then asking my mother
what I wrote
and that follows with the usual
“You always ask me what you write,
you can’t even read your own handwriting”.
But then she mysteriously reads it
and it all makes sense.
Mothers know best.

I am writing this post as part of my procrastination from my studying. #parveenproblems.