The horizon seems far
till my wings take flight
-shobana-
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bridging two lands.
And then, one day, it brought on meaning, words that somehow had the power to control the mind's heartbeat.
Monday, May 18, 2026
Saturday, May 16, 2026
A Girl Captured in A Vision
She sits lost in words, a soft breeze blowing across the blue horizons. Gentle waves from turquoise seas splash onto sands as white as pearls. They bridge land and sea. The ocean waves’ soft rhythm is a calming guide, taking her into deep reflections, where dreams reside. There is a haven of a love story in the book she reads, where two people from different lands meet on the streets of Trivandrum, to fall in love, and finally consummate their love amid the exotic tropics of Malaysia.
She is a Malaysian Indian, and he is from New Delhi. He is the perfect distraction in Falling In Love With A North Indian. A free book to read on Inkitt. https://www.inkitt.com/stories/1733283. Please like, share, and leave a review, as the book is a contest entry.
Have a great weekend.
-shobana
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Her mind takes flight to places far, Guided by the sun and the morning star. In this tropical haven, love takes hold, A timeless story, waiting to be told.
Friday, May 8, 2026
Another 100 words and more
Okay, here's another 100 words of 'anything that comes to mind' because my muse went missing, and my story can't be read because of Error 500. It is the host website's error, so I have to wait it out.
This morning at six-thirty in the a.m., when I was driving out of my residential area, I switched on the radio to hear that it was Mother's Day this Sunday, only I didn't realise it, because I didn't want to, as it was heartbreaking this year since Mom died, and I still felt the raw hurt that came with grief, but then, someone told me that time heals, which is not true in any sense, since I still grieved for Des, Jacky, Dad, and now Mom
-shobana-
I caught this beauty while driving back from the airport the other day as I couldn't deny it was the sunset that always mesmerised me and I wondered if paradise was actually a place on Earth, or otherwise, why were there beautiful pictures of nature's striking images still prevalent in these times, where a part of the world was caught up in war, others in catastrophies undeniably, and then there are the sunsets and yet the sun rises every morning without a delay when we keep time haphazardly.
-shobana-
Here's a free book to read. Falling in Love with a North Indian will take you into the heart of Trivandrum, Kerala, for a love story. A Malaysian Malayalee goes to India to study, and meets a North Indian, and falls headlong in love with him. It is a work in progress and a rewrite. I have entered it for a contest, so please, like, share with friends and family, and review the book if you liked the story. Thank you. Have a great weekend.
Tuesday, May 5, 2026
An Old Fashioned Love Song
Just An Old Fashioned Love Song
Did I sing
One spring
When flowers bloomed everywhere you looked
I saw a princely image of you
And I kept that image locked in the deep recesses of my heart
I was a princess at one time
Walking along shores that stretched miles and miles
I walked barefoot and nimble
OH, the sands they tickled, and once I stumbled
over the rocks that had
been washed ashore
after years of sleeping
in ocean beds
never heard of before
Who goes there, the crustacean asked
Tickled by her sight of distress.
Look with nimble feet, does she walk lightly on our sands
The rocks, she steps on
and tumbles down to a fall
and sits there
still regal
Perhaps a Princess
Well, who knows
She's someone as pretty as dawn.
Then the seas rushed forward,
Their angel had fallen
They washed over her sandied feet
And the waves
lifted her off to their cradle
Somewhere far in the oceans bygone.
That night, the ocean waves
sang an old-fashioned love song.
-shobana-
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Anjali is a high-spirited, vibrant Malaysian Indian who goes to India to enrol in a Computer College. She meets the dashing Aarav, who saw her in passing on arrival at the airport. Everywhere she went, she saw him and wondered if it was a coincidence. She felt something for him and discovered that he was not a native of Kerala, but a North Indian from Delhi.
Falling in Love with a North Indian will take you into the heart of Trivandrum, where two people meet and discover each other. This funny, adventurous love story will endear any reader of any age. Here's the link: https://www.inkitt.com/stories/1733283. Please like and review the story. Thank you very much.
Wednesday, April 29, 2026
A 100-word of anything that comes to mind
I sit under a tree and think before the words appear on the page like a script where the birds remain quiet as they know I need to think about just about anything that comes to mind, don't ask me how they know what I need to do to reach the word count not many are in favour of, for how do you write about what ails the world or awes the world, and how do you tell a full story in 100 words when you have to keep it short and sweet to have it with some spiced tea.
(This is a continuous story in 100 words I just came up with. On some days, the muse goes missing!)
-shobana-
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Sunday, April 26, 2026
The Chef And I
What might that be that he carries in that tray
With a smile as wide as the welcoming aroma
That strays towards my senses, the smell is divine
Oh, my greed cannot be
thrust away and berated.
Oh, I wish, I wish that he'd serve me
Not on a platter that matters
Either in steel pots or crystal
I care not for the palette
As long as I taste
His dish in my mouth
that waters
I follow the trail of the platter
and a chef's smiling rendered
'Meat cooked with red wine.'
upon which my hunger
did awaken
a million taste bud sensations
I wait
to satisfy
my pangs
I creep up on the good man
whose eyes glowed at my injunction
"Now, what have we here?"
He asks.
"A tiny-bodied human, I wait to be fed," I reply
I cannot but thank his kindness
As he filled a plate
with his goodness
And a hearty meal
I made it for my content.
Oh, I sang my way home that day
Not in a million years have I tasted
such relish
like Meat dipped in fine wine
And in that instant, I learned
What it means to be a fine diner.
Haha, I hope you enjoyed this poem. Oh, for the love of great food!
Have a great week ahead.
-shobana-
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Wednesday, April 22, 2026
Today I want to Imagine
Today, I want to imagine that I was a child again
That the Earth was just as it was
on the day of inception.
That no pollution covered the skies
to spill across the oceans
or
cover the lush lands
and taint
the haven that once was ours.
Today, I want to imagine
that the heat from the wars that permeates our skies
is an illusion
That no matter where I look
the verdant of the lands
were not lost to droughts, or floods, or the ravages of wars.
Today, I want to imagine
Those powerful men who rule the world
Was discussing peace
instead of the latest weapons of destruction.
Today, Earth told me a secret
that her land and seas
Was no longer ours
The men had decided their fate
long before.
God allowed them to.
For the world of ugliness pleased
their senses more
and with not a care for the Earth
They called Home
Did they seek to keep it safe
From iniquities.
Today, on Earth Day, I will imagine
that God's Garden of Eden
It was what I had imagined as a child.
-shobana-
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Monday, April 20, 2026
Under the April Rain-Soaked Sky
When in April the showers did spring
a blight of raindrops
they fall
in a garden
masked
by mists and dew
of the froid.
That morning
in the early hours
It rained.
Je t'aime, je t'aime
les mirages créés par la pluie
sont à couper le souffle
L'herbe est inondée
sous le ciel saturé de pluie
Les fleurs dansent
Bien qu'elles se courbent
le poids des gouttes de pluie
est lourd
L'herbe en contrebas
est cachée
Sous un ciel d'avril saturé de pluie.
The flowers, they dance
Though they stoop
the weight of the raindrops
are heavy
The grass below
is hidden
Under an April rain-soaked sky.
-shobana-
It's raining now after a blight of hot days,
What a relief from the heat.
Nature would be smiling.
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Tuesday, April 14, 2026
The Flowers that captured my sight one day
Oh, what a gorgeous ensemble of flowers
I knew them to be wild
reckless and carefree
Were they the ones that brought forth colours
on a blank canvas
So we reimagine
them
in the wilderness
gone astray?
their brief breath
their last
Why do they wither away?
I summoned them back one day
when the winds howled
a distant foray
Neither the colours nor the season did I foresee
For when the flowers fade away
the way
they did
in the wilderness
They lost their way.
-shobana-
Happy National Poetry Month
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Thursday, April 9, 2026
Gaya Bay's Guests of Honour
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| Gaya Bay, Kota Kinabalu, Sabah |
The choppy waters of Gaya Bay
bustled with boats of different shapes and sizes,
Their engines broke the silence of a new morning
while the rough oars partook
In a race to the island,
where the corals and tiny critters
lived
on a rocky bed of seafloor.
The nudibranch lay camouflaged between those corals and sponges
They inhabited a colony on the seabed
They were remarkably endowed with beauty.
Speed boats raced with passengers on board
Turning the calm blue sea into choppy waters.
Even so, the waters looked untroubled.
The sun is hidden from view
The sea and its wayfarers
The guests of honour.
Where a solitary seagull flew
amid a soft wind blowing.
-shobana-
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Friday, March 27, 2026
The Fig Tree on the Barren Land
The Wild Fig Tree was growing in its wilderness
A weary traveller once found respite under its shade
And though not a bird sat on its branches, or the desert insects
crawled where it was rooted, the fig tree cared not for its aloneness.
"I am enough to beautify this land, though deserted."
Parched and dry are the grounds on which I grow.
My roots are buried where the waters flow,
from springs that thrive deep below.
Hence, my branches are heavy with a lushness that shows.
Not the heat from the searing sun do my leaves fear
As they multiply and thicken on my branches
to provide a verdant veneer
The wadi, once a thriving river, has run dry,
while I stood cooler in the open desert sun.
For the weary traveller, the tree was more than a shade,
His ancient masters
say
The fig tree is peace and prosperity
A life free from fear, it represents
to sit under one's own vine and fig tree
without fear
is an ancient wisdom
One must never forget.
-shobana-
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Thank you, and have a blessed Lenten week.
Sunday, March 8, 2026
The Beautiful Woman
This poem is taken from my book Walk with Beauty, Timeless Footsteps. Soon to be published on Shobana Gomes' Bookstore.
I know that I am a wonder to you,
Hailing from someplace unknown,
I stand on beaches that seas rush to,
With sand on my feet to show.
O hail the sky,
That measures up to me,
And treats me as the beautiful one,
A woman am I,
Distrusting you see,
Of the camouflage that you set at dusk.
I stand with colors all pink in shade,
And somewhere between it see red,
The reflection I create,
With the dusk and the grey,
I am the beautiful one instead.
I stand all alone watched by the sun's glow,
And I dance to the tune of a seaside lullaby,
I trip and I fall and see the world so small,
In my fingertips, I grip it all.
So, dance a lullaby and see how I try,
To create a beautiful slide,
Of the picture of me,
And that would be,
A beautiful woman at sundown.
Happy International Women's Day to all the women on the planet. Indeed, women have stood side by side with men to build monuments of stone.
-shobana-
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Sunday, March 1, 2026
A conversation between friends
In a magical forest
where creatures of every kind lived
the ambiance was one of surrealty
Each morning the sun will find a way to light up the dense forest
while the hand that leads
find one who's lost
and bring 'the one' back to the fold.
The lost ones
were always found there.
It was when the creatures were deep in conversation
in that hour of morning
and
The trees became the centrepoint
with birds of every kind
perched on branches that sway to the morning breeze.
that conversations are deep and topics alarming
It was either that the outside world faced the wrath of Mother Earth,
or the folly of Man with no clear
idea of what dangers
stand in his way or the recent one
the catastrophe that has damaged the roads.
Did you see how the hills were thickened with mud?
Oh, yes, muddied earth that covered the terrain
and rushed to the valley below.
Why even the river nearby was filled with mud
and what would the humans consume
when the dams burst open
and floods their land?
for surely the creatures of the forest will be aggreived
It'd be hard to sieve the mud for the clear water.
Down they slid to cover the earth
and destroyed what stood in their way
and created a mighty inconvenience
for the people of the land
An then what happened? a squeak was heard from somewhere near
The headlines read,
"The Thunderstorm wreaked havoc, many are missing, and the firemen are working tirelessly to save lives."
Gosh, I'd never go out to the real world
This forest where I reside
will be my haven
till the day I die.
There were murmurs of agreement from everyone then.
-shobana-
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Saturday, February 21, 2026
Gun-wielding children run free
Thee have I heard
Thee have I seen
Thee I have watched
among a parody of creatures
Found in a haven
of the living
For the dead never found such peace
Among two or three
in the land of winged creatures
I stood there among you once
Didn't you see
I hear them converse
of worldly matters
the rumble of heaven
They didn't foresee
For the errors are many
the stumble in words
I feared for their folly
some day
And thereafter watched
as the stately figures
Spewed hatred toward
kin and kindred
Gun-wielding children
run free
While nature stands witness
to bombs and death-wish
The victims plead
an innocence
The fatigued go unheard
Destruction has burned their hopes away
There is no laughter in pain and sorrow
Sadness, a weary man's way
For a heartful of burden
None, his making
has threatened to deny him
his years.
-shobana-
This poem suddenly came to me as I thought about the destruction taking place throughout the world.
My hope is that it will end soon, for the innocent's cries are louder every day.
Have a blessed Lenten season. May peace reign in all hearts.
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Saturday, February 7, 2026
From Your Valentine
Valentinus, a priest, defied Claudius the Cruel
choosing love over law.
Banned from solemnising marriages
He provoked Claudius' ire
The Emperor
who believed
that warriors weren't meant to marry.
Married warriors make bad soldiers, the Emperor was certain,
and declared a punishment worse than any.
Valentinus defied the cruel law passed
and married soldiers who loved their women just the same.
Whispers abound everywhere, and he is carried away to jail!
The King's words rang foul behind him as he was dragged away,
"I sentence you to death for defying my law!'
Languished in prison
The poor priest
on the eve of his execution
wrote a letter
to his Julia.
Julia, Julia, your diminished sight burdened me greatly
Though my death is nearing, my wisdom has impressed your Father, Asterius.
I begged him to bring you to me
And what a miracle
That I prayed, and now your sight is restored.
Your faith was bigger than a mustard seed.
This letter to you I write, before my untimely end
to encourage your faith and devotion to God
I ask that you pray
And with much love in my heart
I sign off here, From your Valentine.
Happy Valentine's Day!
To my readers,
My 'Valentine' to you is the gift of a new way to view the world of storytelling. I wrote The Faction Revolution Modules 1-3 because facts deserve a place in fiction. Whether you are writing or reading, may you find the heart to blend historical facts with the magic of your imagination.
Happy Valentine’s Day—Join the movement.
With love, Shobana.
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