"What I’d do without you, Amelia?" The needy neighbour exclaimed, leaving the room.

My Niece.

Another bold look into daily life.

Humorous everyday antics.

A poem dedicated to my newborn niece, Elizabeth.

A poem of a uncle long been seperated from his nieces and his observations of their growth over the years in his absence. Family is important.

Here’s a poem I just wrote while online about my baby niece, Aisha who I saw for the first time just the mid of last month but she already has my heart inside her…

Dedicated to my naughty niece – Varshini.

My niece, a baby boy ten months is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. His face is like a red apple, and his eyes are like bright stars.

A poem about my niece when she was 2.