Tales of a Tattler

  We often believe that stillness, when surrounded by comfort, means peace. Yet there are stillnesses that arise not from calm, but from unheard voices and unanswered efforts.    A Longing of Struggle closely listens to the uneasy silences that linger within care. 

  Love seldom ends cleanly. Most times it drips, stains, and settles into the corners you thought were empty.    Slow Death, Bitter Vinegar by Fatima Kapadia is a poem that explores the slow burn of abandonment, the weight of repetition, and the quiet violence of loving anyway.

  We all chase the perfect morning, the ideal day, the flawless start. Yet life has a way of turning even the most carefully orchestrated plans upside down.   After the Indigo Fades  is the story of a woman's pursuit of a perfect day, and the shades of life between expectation and reality. 

  What is Christmas to you?    To some, it is a season of celebration; to others, a festival in a distant land. For many, it is the glitter of lights, the joy of presents, and the music of gatherings. And for some, Christmas is also the waiting and the hope, the quiet attention we give and receive, the small, often unnoticed reflections that linger in between. Perhaps it is all of these at once.   Christmas without Lights captures the stillness, where the true meaning of the season quietly resides.

  Love is complicated, as we may all come to learn. Perhaps one of its greatest challenges is learning when to hold on, and when to let go. Love is not always about grand gestures or perfect timing; sometimes, it is about discernment.    A Present for Christmas is a story of tender devotion and intimacy, capturing the quiet courage it takes to honour both your own heart and the heart of someone you love.

  Helping often makes us feel virtuous. We like to believe our touch brings comfort and light to what is broken, yet the view from outside rarely reveals how that offering feels from within. Even the gentlest intentions can create shifts or pressures we never imagine.    This poem lingers in that delicate space where beauty and strain coexist, where our intentions meet the realities beneath them, and asks us to consider what remains unheard in the music we admire.