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Rated: E · Book · Opinion · #2332682

I write what I see.

New year begins with hopes. I wish to write at least a Blog post per day.
December 16, 2025 at 3:41am
December 16, 2025 at 3:41am
#1103744
Yet Unseen But Hopeful
Bodhisattwa Parekh


It is not yet time to completely despair.

That is the hint that resounds in the sky and air.

We want a worthy leader.

Who will inspire us to do something new?

That person will show the correct path; the path of a developed nation will be formed.

But where is he?

He is nowhere to be seen.

Yet my mind says that he will come; don't be frustrated.

Lines: 8
Topic

December 15, 2025 at 7:26am
December 15, 2025 at 7:26am
#1103693
Mercy Means

Bodhisattwa Parekh



Mercy means a gentle hand.

Whom I can depend on.



Mercy means quiet words,

That boosts our confidence.



Mercy means another opportunity, proving our worth.

Mercy means guidance to success.

Mercy means a kind offer.

It is unconditional.

Lines: 8

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December 14, 2025 at 2:48am
December 14, 2025 at 2:48am
#1103620
Christmas Whispers
Bodhisattwa Parekh


Whispers of Christmas.
Preparations are in full swing.
A gathering of close friends and relatives on Christmas Eve.
Delicious foods and drinks, along with the heart-touching gifts.
Together we will feel warmth on the cold evening.
With dreams of a brighter future in our eyes,
The journey of the New Year will begin with fresh energy.

Lines:7
Prompt
December 13, 2025 at 2:12am
December 13, 2025 at 2:12am
#1103556
Tears

Bodhisattwa Parekh




The tears come from my eyes.
This river is steaming down silently.
But randomly.
Saltwater comes in,
Causing etched on skin,
Filling a voidness after losing you forever.
A cleansing rain,
Washing my heart again.

Lines: 8


Topic
December 11, 2025 at 5:58am
December 11, 2025 at 5:58am
#1103437
My Hope
Bodhisattwa Parekh


I went to the airport to say goodbye to him.
I thought I wouldn't cry.
But I couldn't.
I know it's only been two years.
That feels like two hundred years to me.
How will I get through this?
Only God knows the answer.
I can only hope for better days.

Lines: 8
Topic
December 10, 2025 at 2:06am
December 10, 2025 at 2:06am
#1103341
The Deed of Settling Down
Bodhisattwa Parekh



After a long time,
We got a chance to settle down again.
That time it was a plain land.
We began farming.
Established marketplaces.
A tension-free life was there.
Senior members felt a sigh of relief.
This looks like a permanent solution.

Lines: 8

Topic
December 8, 2025 at 3:22am
December 8, 2025 at 3:22am
#1103202
I am in Darjiling again
Bodhisattwa Parekh


Winter already appears in full flow. I come to Darjeeling to see those colourful orchids on the surface of snow dust. Many nature lovers come here to see these beauties. Here 'these' indicates the beauty of sunrise. When different colourful shades of sunrays kiss ice, it creates different magical layers of the Himalayas. But most of the days remain cloudy. You can't see these beauties on those days. The sunset also shows the same beauty. The previous year, I went there for 30 days. I could see sunrise just 9 days. Despite the coldness and black marketing of lodging, people go there.

I always stay as the guest of a church. It has no cost for staying and food. Only known persons are allowed there. We give them some money. It is optional.

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