The joy in the mess

No cleaning today

By Parvathi JPublished about 10 hours ago • 1 min read

Photo by Gryffin Alejandro on Unsplash

A toss to the floor

Little toys, little speed bumps

Complete mess, smile spreads

Family Haiku

About the Creator

Parvathi J

Through my pages, I find the quiet complexities of pain dwelling in a solitary space, burdening life’s endless demands, and unburdening the voiceless noise.

Witnessing the questioning, I speak the deeper silence of my voice.

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Dharrsheena Raja Segarranabout an hour ago
Sometimes it feels so good to not tidy up, lol. Loved this!

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