Chembu🌺🧶
@chembarathi.bsky.social
Autistic(she/they) ~Bangalore,India ~
Maker of beautiful things 🧶
Bedbound by #MECFS and
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Maker of beautiful things 🧶
Bedbound by #MECFS and
Appreciate all kinds of Support through
https://chembarathicrafts.dm2buy.com/
https://ko-fi.com/chembarathi
from the beginning of time,
in childhood, I thought
that pain meant
I was not loved.
It meant I loved.
-
Louise Gluck
#Poetry #LiteratureSky 💙📚👀
in childhood, I thought
that pain meant
I was not loved.
It meant I loved.
-
Louise Gluck
#Poetry #LiteratureSky 💙📚👀
January 6, 2026 at 9:09 AM
from the beginning of time,
in childhood, I thought
that pain meant
I was not loved.
It meant I loved.
-
Louise Gluck
#Poetry #LiteratureSky 💙📚👀
in childhood, I thought
that pain meant
I was not loved.
It meant I loved.
-
Louise Gluck
#Poetry #LiteratureSky 💙📚👀
On the days my sickness talks to me, I remember small magic.
I remember the way the pretty ivy outside my window entwines with white wood.
I remember the way the rain
softly taps against my window to help me fall asleep.
- @nikitagill.bsky.social
#Poetry #LiteratureSky 💙📚👀
I remember the way the pretty ivy outside my window entwines with white wood.
I remember the way the rain
softly taps against my window to help me fall asleep.
- @nikitagill.bsky.social
#Poetry #LiteratureSky 💙📚👀
January 5, 2026 at 9:14 AM
On the days my sickness talks to me, I remember small magic.
I remember the way the pretty ivy outside my window entwines with white wood.
I remember the way the rain
softly taps against my window to help me fall asleep.
- @nikitagill.bsky.social
#Poetry #LiteratureSky 💙📚👀
I remember the way the pretty ivy outside my window entwines with white wood.
I remember the way the rain
softly taps against my window to help me fall asleep.
- @nikitagill.bsky.social
#Poetry #LiteratureSky 💙📚👀
That we can make a house called tomorrow. What we bring, finally, into the new day, every day,
Is ourselves. And that's all we need To start. That's everything we require to keep going.
Look back only for as long as you must, Then go forward into the history you will make.
-Alberto Rios
#Poetry 💙📚👀
Is ourselves. And that's all we need To start. That's everything we require to keep going.
Look back only for as long as you must, Then go forward into the history you will make.
-Alberto Rios
#Poetry 💙📚👀
January 4, 2026 at 9:02 AM
That we can make a house called tomorrow. What we bring, finally, into the new day, every day,
Is ourselves. And that's all we need To start. That's everything we require to keep going.
Look back only for as long as you must, Then go forward into the history you will make.
-Alberto Rios
#Poetry 💙📚👀
Is ourselves. And that's all we need To start. That's everything we require to keep going.
Look back only for as long as you must, Then go forward into the history you will make.
-Alberto Rios
#Poetry 💙📚👀
Bring me all of your dreams,
You dreamer,
Bring me all your
Heart melodies
That I may wrap them
In a blue cloud-cloth
Away from the too-rough fingers
Of the world.
-
Langston Hughes
#Poetry #LiteratureSky 💙📚👀
You dreamer,
Bring me all your
Heart melodies
That I may wrap them
In a blue cloud-cloth
Away from the too-rough fingers
Of the world.
-
Langston Hughes
#Poetry #LiteratureSky 💙📚👀
January 3, 2026 at 9:12 AM
Bring me all of your dreams,
You dreamer,
Bring me all your
Heart melodies
That I may wrap them
In a blue cloud-cloth
Away from the too-rough fingers
Of the world.
-
Langston Hughes
#Poetry #LiteratureSky 💙📚👀
You dreamer,
Bring me all your
Heart melodies
That I may wrap them
In a blue cloud-cloth
Away from the too-rough fingers
Of the world.
-
Langston Hughes
#Poetry #LiteratureSky 💙📚👀
🧶 Started the year with a crash on top of the "yet to recover from the last outing" thing. But luckily these two are done. Now praying that nephews won't outgrow their FAVOURITE footballers. All the discrepencies football fans notice here are because of my ignorance only, not disrespect
#amigurumi
#amigurumi
January 2, 2026 at 10:51 AM
🧶 Started the year with a crash on top of the "yet to recover from the last outing" thing. But luckily these two are done. Now praying that nephews won't outgrow their FAVOURITE footballers. All the discrepencies football fans notice here are because of my ignorance only, not disrespect
#amigurumi
#amigurumi
All day, I replay these words:
Is this the path of love?
...
I notice what the question is not.
Not, "Is this right?" Not,
"Is this wrong?" It just longs to know how the action of existence
links us to the path to love.
And is it this? Is it this?
- Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer
#Poetry 💙📚👀
Is this the path of love?
...
I notice what the question is not.
Not, "Is this right?" Not,
"Is this wrong?" It just longs to know how the action of existence
links us to the path to love.
And is it this? Is it this?
- Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer
#Poetry 💙📚👀
January 2, 2026 at 8:58 AM
All day, I replay these words:
Is this the path of love?
...
I notice what the question is not.
Not, "Is this right?" Not,
"Is this wrong?" It just longs to know how the action of existence
links us to the path to love.
And is it this? Is it this?
- Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer
#Poetry 💙📚👀
Is this the path of love?
...
I notice what the question is not.
Not, "Is this right?" Not,
"Is this wrong?" It just longs to know how the action of existence
links us to the path to love.
And is it this? Is it this?
- Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer
#Poetry 💙📚👀
🧶 Took five months to do the four rows!! When one row has close to 1k stitches, cant complain. 🤭 Now, I can start with the edge charts. This needs a lot of focus and hence makes me more sick after the knitting session. It is the kind of sick I am choosing once in a while for my happiness #knitsky
January 1, 2026 at 10:51 AM
🧶 Took five months to do the four rows!! When one row has close to 1k stitches, cant complain. 🤭 Now, I can start with the edge charts. This needs a lot of focus and hence makes me more sick after the knitting session. It is the kind of sick I am choosing once in a while for my happiness #knitsky
we like our old scarves,
we like to have our own way,
we like to pet dogs.
Poetry-
but what is poetry.
More than one flimsy answer has been given to that question. And I don't know, and don't know, and I cling to it as to a life line.
- Wislawa Szymborska
#Poetry 💙📚👀 #LiteratureSky
we like to have our own way,
we like to pet dogs.
Poetry-
but what is poetry.
More than one flimsy answer has been given to that question. And I don't know, and don't know, and I cling to it as to a life line.
- Wislawa Szymborska
#Poetry 💙📚👀 #LiteratureSky
January 1, 2026 at 9:02 AM
we like our old scarves,
we like to have our own way,
we like to pet dogs.
Poetry-
but what is poetry.
More than one flimsy answer has been given to that question. And I don't know, and don't know, and I cling to it as to a life line.
- Wislawa Szymborska
#Poetry 💙📚👀 #LiteratureSky
we like to have our own way,
we like to pet dogs.
Poetry-
but what is poetry.
More than one flimsy answer has been given to that question. And I don't know, and don't know, and I cling to it as to a life line.
- Wislawa Szymborska
#Poetry 💙📚👀 #LiteratureSky
Socks 21 of 2025 - Ending with the the Purr-fect socks which are in no way perfect, but makes me so happy with all the vibrant colours. 🥰
#knitsky 🧦🧶
Had to use 3mm needles for the colourwork part because otherwise it won't go over my heel. High instep :(
#knitsky 🧦🧶
Had to use 3mm needles for the colourwork part because otherwise it won't go over my heel. High instep :(
December 31, 2025 at 9:50 AM
Socks 21 of 2025 - Ending with the the Purr-fect socks which are in no way perfect, but makes me so happy with all the vibrant colours. 🥰
#knitsky 🧦🧶
Had to use 3mm needles for the colourwork part because otherwise it won't go over my heel. High instep :(
#knitsky 🧦🧶
Had to use 3mm needles for the colourwork part because otherwise it won't go over my heel. High instep :(
Sometimes our best efforts do not go
amiss; sometimes we do as we meant to.
The sun will sometimes melt a field of sorrow
that seemed hard frozen: may it happen for you.
-
Sheenagh Pugh
#Poetry #LiteratureSky 💙📚👀
amiss; sometimes we do as we meant to.
The sun will sometimes melt a field of sorrow
that seemed hard frozen: may it happen for you.
-
Sheenagh Pugh
#Poetry #LiteratureSky 💙📚👀
December 31, 2025 at 9:14 AM
Sometimes our best efforts do not go
amiss; sometimes we do as we meant to.
The sun will sometimes melt a field of sorrow
that seemed hard frozen: may it happen for you.
-
Sheenagh Pugh
#Poetry #LiteratureSky 💙📚👀
amiss; sometimes we do as we meant to.
The sun will sometimes melt a field of sorrow
that seemed hard frozen: may it happen for you.
-
Sheenagh Pugh
#Poetry #LiteratureSky 💙📚👀
🧶 My final order of 2025 is ready. Another little Snowhite for somebody's niece. I used a smaller hook this time. This month I made three dolls and I am starting to like the process a bit more than usual. 😬
#crochetsky #amigurumi
#crochetsky #amigurumi
December 30, 2025 at 11:10 AM
🧶 My final order of 2025 is ready. Another little Snowhite for somebody's niece. I used a smaller hook this time. This month I made three dolls and I am starting to like the process a bit more than usual. 😬
#crochetsky #amigurumi
#crochetsky #amigurumi
People who live by the sea understand eternity.
They copy the curves of the waves, their hearts beat with the tides,
& the saltiness of their blood corresponds with the sea.
They know that the house of flesh
is only a sandcastle
built on the shore,
-Erica Jong
#Poetry #LiteratureSky 💙📚👀
They copy the curves of the waves, their hearts beat with the tides,
& the saltiness of their blood corresponds with the sea.
They know that the house of flesh
is only a sandcastle
built on the shore,
-Erica Jong
#Poetry #LiteratureSky 💙📚👀
December 30, 2025 at 9:11 AM
People who live by the sea understand eternity.
They copy the curves of the waves, their hearts beat with the tides,
& the saltiness of their blood corresponds with the sea.
They know that the house of flesh
is only a sandcastle
built on the shore,
-Erica Jong
#Poetry #LiteratureSky 💙📚👀
They copy the curves of the waves, their hearts beat with the tides,
& the saltiness of their blood corresponds with the sea.
They know that the house of flesh
is only a sandcastle
built on the shore,
-Erica Jong
#Poetry #LiteratureSky 💙📚👀
It is in the silence that my hope is, and my aim. A song whose lines
I cannot make or sing sounds men's silence like a root. Let me say
and not mourn: the world lives in the death of speech and sings there.
-
Wendell Berry
#Poetry #LiteratureSky 💙📚👀
I cannot make or sing sounds men's silence like a root. Let me say
and not mourn: the world lives in the death of speech and sings there.
-
Wendell Berry
#Poetry #LiteratureSky 💙📚👀
December 29, 2025 at 8:55 AM
It is in the silence that my hope is, and my aim. A song whose lines
I cannot make or sing sounds men's silence like a root. Let me say
and not mourn: the world lives in the death of speech and sings there.
-
Wendell Berry
#Poetry #LiteratureSky 💙📚👀
I cannot make or sing sounds men's silence like a root. Let me say
and not mourn: the world lives in the death of speech and sings there.
-
Wendell Berry
#Poetry #LiteratureSky 💙📚👀
🧶🧦 Eeeee my Don't bug me socks got featured #InverteFest December edition. 😁😁😎 #knitsky
Thank you @lucidillusions.in for this news. 🤭
Thank you @lucidillusions.in for this news. 🤭
December 28, 2025 at 9:42 AM
🧶🧦 Eeeee my Don't bug me socks got featured #InverteFest December edition. 😁😁😎 #knitsky
Thank you @lucidillusions.in for this news. 🤭
Thank you @lucidillusions.in for this news. 🤭
I knit only socks these days. Less yarn, more fun.😁 I am housebound with mecfs, so have no use for garments also. And terrible at finishing garments. This cardigan is more like a danger sign and yet to do the button band and we are stepping into the second year. 🤭
December 28, 2025 at 9:12 AM
I knit only socks these days. Less yarn, more fun.😁 I am housebound with mecfs, so have no use for garments also. And terrible at finishing garments. This cardigan is more like a danger sign and yet to do the button band and we are stepping into the second year. 🤭
Something is very gently,
invisibly, silently,
pulling at me-a thread
or net of threads
finer than cobweb and as
elastic. I haven't tried
the strength of it. No barbed hook pierced and tore me. Was it
not long ago this thread
began to draw me? Or
way back? - Denise Levertov
#Poetry 💙📚👀
invisibly, silently,
pulling at me-a thread
or net of threads
finer than cobweb and as
elastic. I haven't tried
the strength of it. No barbed hook pierced and tore me. Was it
not long ago this thread
began to draw me? Or
way back? - Denise Levertov
#Poetry 💙📚👀
December 28, 2025 at 9:04 AM
Something is very gently,
invisibly, silently,
pulling at me-a thread
or net of threads
finer than cobweb and as
elastic. I haven't tried
the strength of it. No barbed hook pierced and tore me. Was it
not long ago this thread
began to draw me? Or
way back? - Denise Levertov
#Poetry 💙📚👀
invisibly, silently,
pulling at me-a thread
or net of threads
finer than cobweb and as
elastic. I haven't tried
the strength of it. No barbed hook pierced and tore me. Was it
not long ago this thread
began to draw me? Or
way back? - Denise Levertov
#Poetry 💙📚👀
Everyone forgets that Icarus also flew.
It's the same when love comes to an end,
or the marriage fails and people say
they knew it was a mistake, that everybody
said it would never work. That she was
old enough to know better. But anything
worth doing is worth doing badly.
-Jack Gilbert
#Poetry 💙📚👀
It's the same when love comes to an end,
or the marriage fails and people say
they knew it was a mistake, that everybody
said it would never work. That she was
old enough to know better. But anything
worth doing is worth doing badly.
-Jack Gilbert
#Poetry 💙📚👀
December 27, 2025 at 9:04 AM
Everyone forgets that Icarus also flew.
It's the same when love comes to an end,
or the marriage fails and people say
they knew it was a mistake, that everybody
said it would never work. That she was
old enough to know better. But anything
worth doing is worth doing badly.
-Jack Gilbert
#Poetry 💙📚👀
It's the same when love comes to an end,
or the marriage fails and people say
they knew it was a mistake, that everybody
said it would never work. That she was
old enough to know better. But anything
worth doing is worth doing badly.
-Jack Gilbert
#Poetry 💙📚👀
You get killed now and then, violated in various ways. (And sometimes it's turn about.)
You get tired of that. Long-suffering, you wait
and pray, and maybe good things come - maybe
the hurt slackens and you hardly feel it any more.
You have a breath without pain. It is called happiness.
#Poetry 💙📚👀
You get tired of that. Long-suffering, you wait
and pray, and maybe good things come - maybe
the hurt slackens and you hardly feel it any more.
You have a breath without pain. It is called happiness.
#Poetry 💙📚👀
December 26, 2025 at 8:55 AM
You get killed now and then, violated in various ways. (And sometimes it's turn about.)
You get tired of that. Long-suffering, you wait
and pray, and maybe good things come - maybe
the hurt slackens and you hardly feel it any more.
You have a breath without pain. It is called happiness.
#Poetry 💙📚👀
You get tired of that. Long-suffering, you wait
and pray, and maybe good things come - maybe
the hurt slackens and you hardly feel it any more.
You have a breath without pain. It is called happiness.
#Poetry 💙📚👀
What's it like to be a human
the bird asked
I myself don't know
it's being held prisoner by your skin
while reaching infinity
being a captive of your scrap of time
while touching eternity
being hopelessly uncertain
and helplessly hopeful
-ANNA KAMIEŃSKA
#Poetry #LiteratureSky 💙📚👀
the bird asked
I myself don't know
it's being held prisoner by your skin
while reaching infinity
being a captive of your scrap of time
while touching eternity
being hopelessly uncertain
and helplessly hopeful
-ANNA KAMIEŃSKA
#Poetry #LiteratureSky 💙📚👀
December 25, 2025 at 8:55 AM
What's it like to be a human
the bird asked
I myself don't know
it's being held prisoner by your skin
while reaching infinity
being a captive of your scrap of time
while touching eternity
being hopelessly uncertain
and helplessly hopeful
-ANNA KAMIEŃSKA
#Poetry #LiteratureSky 💙📚👀
the bird asked
I myself don't know
it's being held prisoner by your skin
while reaching infinity
being a captive of your scrap of time
while touching eternity
being hopelessly uncertain
and helplessly hopeful
-ANNA KAMIEŃSKA
#Poetry #LiteratureSky 💙📚👀
🧶 Took only 20 days to do the rest of the doll!! Now I am praying that nephew identifies this one as Ronaldo. But isn't he so cute??🥹
Will see if I can make a tiny football charm too.
Guess who is proud of embroidery skills? 🤭
#crochetsky #amigurumi #bsnm
Will see if I can make a tiny football charm too.
Guess who is proud of embroidery skills? 🤭
#crochetsky #amigurumi #bsnm
December 24, 2025 at 9:47 AM
🧶 Took only 20 days to do the rest of the doll!! Now I am praying that nephew identifies this one as Ronaldo. But isn't he so cute??🥹
Will see if I can make a tiny football charm too.
Guess who is proud of embroidery skills? 🤭
#crochetsky #amigurumi #bsnm
Will see if I can make a tiny football charm too.
Guess who is proud of embroidery skills? 🤭
#crochetsky #amigurumi #bsnm
Open your heart to who you are, right now,
Not who you would like to be,
Not the saint you are striving to become,
But the being right here before you, inside you, around you.
All of you is holy.
You are already more and less
Than whatever you can know.
Breathe out,
Touch in,
Let go.
#Poetry 💙📚👀
Not who you would like to be,
Not the saint you are striving to become,
But the being right here before you, inside you, around you.
All of you is holy.
You are already more and less
Than whatever you can know.
Breathe out,
Touch in,
Let go.
#Poetry 💙📚👀
December 24, 2025 at 8:58 AM
Open your heart to who you are, right now,
Not who you would like to be,
Not the saint you are striving to become,
But the being right here before you, inside you, around you.
All of you is holy.
You are already more and less
Than whatever you can know.
Breathe out,
Touch in,
Let go.
#Poetry 💙📚👀
Not who you would like to be,
Not the saint you are striving to become,
But the being right here before you, inside you, around you.
All of you is holy.
You are already more and less
Than whatever you can know.
Breathe out,
Touch in,
Let go.
#Poetry 💙📚👀
🧦🧶 Guess who just finished 20th Pair of socks in this year! I was aiming for at least one pair for a month if I can keep up without worsening any of my symptoms. So soo happy that I could. 🥰
This is the cotton version of Ilana Socks. So pretty!!!
This is the cotton version of Ilana Socks. So pretty!!!
December 23, 2025 at 9:24 AM
🧦🧶 Guess who just finished 20th Pair of socks in this year! I was aiming for at least one pair for a month if I can keep up without worsening any of my symptoms. So soo happy that I could. 🥰
This is the cotton version of Ilana Socks. So pretty!!!
This is the cotton version of Ilana Socks. So pretty!!!
And you begin to accept your defeats
With your head up and your eyes open
With the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child,
And you learn to build all your roads on today
Because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for plans
And futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight.
#Poetry 💙📚👀
With your head up and your eyes open
With the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child,
And you learn to build all your roads on today
Because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for plans
And futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight.
#Poetry 💙📚👀
December 23, 2025 at 8:51 AM
And you begin to accept your defeats
With your head up and your eyes open
With the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child,
And you learn to build all your roads on today
Because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for plans
And futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight.
#Poetry 💙📚👀
With your head up and your eyes open
With the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child,
And you learn to build all your roads on today
Because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for plans
And futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight.
#Poetry 💙📚👀
The limitary nature of a wall
Is partial only, to keep out dogs and insects,
Contain the furniture, exclude the rain.
....
Memory
Knows no walls. They are elementary limits.
Only a fool would cut the sea with a knife,
Or say to a wind: Exceed this line at your peril.
-
Hyam Plutzik
#Poetry 💙📚👀
Is partial only, to keep out dogs and insects,
Contain the furniture, exclude the rain.
....
Memory
Knows no walls. They are elementary limits.
Only a fool would cut the sea with a knife,
Or say to a wind: Exceed this line at your peril.
-
Hyam Plutzik
#Poetry 💙📚👀
December 22, 2025 at 9:00 AM
The limitary nature of a wall
Is partial only, to keep out dogs and insects,
Contain the furniture, exclude the rain.
....
Memory
Knows no walls. They are elementary limits.
Only a fool would cut the sea with a knife,
Or say to a wind: Exceed this line at your peril.
-
Hyam Plutzik
#Poetry 💙📚👀
Is partial only, to keep out dogs and insects,
Contain the furniture, exclude the rain.
....
Memory
Knows no walls. They are elementary limits.
Only a fool would cut the sea with a knife,
Or say to a wind: Exceed this line at your peril.
-
Hyam Plutzik
#Poetry 💙📚👀
#ShowMeYourKnits 🧶 Some Grey, white and bright from my end for this week's prompt. I was thinking that I don't have any, then I remembered I have 🧦 😁
#knitsky
#knitsky
December 21, 2025 at 10:54 AM
#ShowMeYourKnits 🧶 Some Grey, white and bright from my end for this week's prompt. I was thinking that I don't have any, then I remembered I have 🧦 😁
#knitsky
#knitsky