My Existentiality

A poetry about me, because once in a while as a writer you have to come out in the open.

Gift of Faith

Ideas & thoughts become your life eventually. Have faith in your circumstances, your growth, your choices & above all in yourself.

Fingertips – January – Red

We met after what it felt like a lifetime. I came running to you carrying months of pain & excitement, & the hug feels unrequited. You then put your hands on my cheeks, but your fingertips felt cold & numb, just like winter cold January. That very moment, my cheeks became pale, I lost all…

Colors of Life

Feeling blue & grey are also a part of my rainbow. РWithout sadness, happiness has no worth. Embrace all colors of life. ©Kinjal Jain