I'm sharing a poem by Lovely Sharma https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2020/04/17/fresh-air-have-another-hit/
(Fresh Air) Have Another Hit!
I'm sharing a poem by Lovely Sharma https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2020/04/17/fresh-air-have-another-hit/
Never before has the country been so sharply and so vociferously divided into two camps. Social media is vitriolic. At the same time, people love getting doped with inane challenges- wear this, tag that person… And now comes the mega Challenge from the political leadership – Switch off all lights at 9 pm for 9 … Continue reading Never before
Is it a culture Is it a flower Is it an emotion? She is a woman She is a whole new tradition… Is it a caged bird? Are the words really what you heard? She is a woman She is a whole new commotion… Do you see her fly across the blue sky? … Continue reading She is a woman…
I woke up in between a memory and a dream each cell exploding in silent screams of a pauper queen emptiness of moments hits the psyche in torrents I can’t deny it, but acknowledgement will be sacrament Is this what I wanted a castle so haunted? I can’t renovate with past exhausted, future … Continue reading Cornered
Did you come for me that night? my dreams carried me imagination took flight towers, billboards - and my name up in neon lights waking up in a different world I found fame, but lost my voice I choked on borrowed words only said things that sounded nice I hurt sidewalks with pointed heels feeling … Continue reading A chosen life
“Succession planning is imperative for any organization. These are the new recruits who will be groomed for top management roles.” There is hope sparkling in some eyes, and many others are downcast, with perspiring brows. It had happened several times in this board room. Careers soared and crashed – at the pleasure of the Almighty … Continue reading Crashed
May you grow up to be wise May you bust some lies Tell the young how you lived Loved, lost and learnt lessons Tell the young what awaits them Pitfalls of possession or aggression May you grow up to be wise May you bust some lies Times will change… you’ll know You will … Continue reading May you grow up
they hang heavy on minds they force my hands I hear sounds in the silence of tombs I’m yet to be born I’m still in the womb -an unfinished piece not allowed to bloom my fears pull me in them I’m riding a broom the scene changes Kaboom, Kaboom I’m now the Master worlds … Continue reading Narratives
It must have been a mercenary who introduced the concept of eternality of love. It has caused heartbreaks for ages, around the world. People walk out of jobs and contracts – maybe with some disappointment, uncertainty and sometimes with absolute ease. But a relationship breakdown feels like the end of the world. Love is energy … Continue reading Mercenary
unseen future scares or beckons I’ve got glasses on colors to be reckoned colors to be reckoned so prone to change with light I absorb shock, see darkness I reflect vivacity to feel bright I reflect vivacity to feel bright but for a short duration… there’s a whole spectrum in there to spark … Continue reading Colors