It was only yesterday.A bride scrubbed with turmeric to glowan aura built up painstakinglywith colours of sunriseto symbolise a golden future It was only yesterdaya chirpy girlwiped her hands off my sariand ran in laughing with gleeI scolded her,but smiled… Naughty girl...Who knew you’d grow up so soon?The yellow ruffled frockschanged to ornamental outfitsa peach … Continue reading A mother reminisces
We celebrate three festivals in India today.I have dedicated one cinquain to each. TEACHER'S DAY Teacherpatient handsplanting minds with lighttruths bloom in silence, shaped by careThank you! ONAM - NEW YEAR IN KERALA the callof traditionmigrants remember rootsflowers, food and decorationsNew Year EID-E-MILAD recallof the Divinewhat did the Prophet saymessage of love and peace appliedtoday … Continue reading Festive Cinquains
Where are the worlds I was destined to lead?unmanned spaceships hijacked in orbit—rendered still by civilizations unseen,those who choose silence to remain free. Basements are mute, the sky above scornsforgotten futures abandoned by life.How old would that aborted child have been—a foetus dissolved, yet aching to be? Where are the artists who birthed the impossible?Heckled … Continue reading Ubi Sunt
when the light shines again I won’t be seen for I wasa firefly shining in the dark whom the stars, moon, nightand youignored. I was nevera threat to you,but held potential to light up Hope,and you feared being obliterated by its power MTB at dVerse
celebrations of existencereminders of eventspast calls on whose logical insistencewhich cause led to effectsrise, falls clutches of guilt, mind's resistancecontradict freedom factsstand tall hold pure joy; let go of distanceencourage soul connectslife's scrawl MTB at dVerse
I tasted the future when someone said,“Tell her she must play by the rules.”I spat out bitterness, turned around—and watched sweet expectationsseal door after door. The trap was humming hope. I saw blinding noise.Each day, I battled rising expectations,a life of running from pillar to post,never sure if ogres lurked in the officeor wore familiar … Continue reading Shadow Walk
a sharp mindcaring dispositionrespect for personal boundaries lets me speaklistens attentivelyno mansplaining or interjections knows my dreamsoffers quiet supportis a partner in silence and words book addictintellectual bentuses reason more than emotion MTB at dVerse
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Bury the hatchet before saying goodbyeLet love, not languorous rancour, sing a lullabySee silhouettes on a sunset skyPast and present pale shadows are passing us byComplaints, conflicts are so yesterdayPerfect is a perspective, mental inlayWe were ourselves; ditch world views on parting notes MTB: Rhyming Alliteresen
the tree with a thorny, black fruit looms largeand it was only yesterday she sowed the seedher backyard is a botanical labwhere she plants good and evil Evilgrows at a faster paceas it finds a footholdin neural pathways of brainsand keeps repeating itselfin loops and more loopsin circular narrativeswhere every thoughthits the same boundaryand bounces … Continue reading Caricatures
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