Category: Poetry

They looked at me. Pleaded me to never write about them until they read the lines. I am still waiting since many years like a word formed with letters of a strange language; it battled shied away like a bird its feathers carried traces of blood. I have ceased to become the word but I sense it wanders quietly in […]

[responsivevoice_button voice=”US English Female” buttontext=”Speak Female”] Intro: The world today needs storytellers and healers as much as other professionals for a holistic approach to a healthier  mankind that alone can pave the way for peace and harmony in these turbulent times and spread hope.   Storytellers and Healers World needs more of Storytellers and Healers More than Speculators and Arms […]

Nothing much has changed as far as views, eyes exchange ears review and hear. Stars still fall and rise time apparels in disguise horizon seldom comes near. Greed breeds chastening grief overcast mind doesn’t know of relief until for a split, clouds clear. The overweight bird falls on the ground wings clipped, its tender chirps screech around the flyer crawls […]

Now there’s no escape the mind has opened like the door for long it was used excused as closed, unfriendly. It is pounding like my heart overwhelmed with warmth of companionship clouded so long, now free. It has spread like the sky, a blue saree I gifted to my beloved I am now one with her separated for years. The […]

INVISIBLE WALLS! A Annapurna Sharma   In the east – clamored the pots and pans, an avalanche tumbling down the precipice!   In the west – seduced the sonorous bed, a winter bear snuggling into a cavernous sleep!   In the north – the chattering and the hullaballoo, a magpie whisking home at dusk!   In the south – the […]

I try to take out the words hidden in my pages hollow bubbles addled, unable to fly volumes of lifeless letters crowded, clouded onerously play in my organs I know you wouldn’t overwrite your love on written leaves but they refuse to leave I lie like a useless instrument my garden, overburdened with stillborn thoughts. With effort, one by one, […]

I see April in the trees right here in winter my eyes do not leave her smell, her sweetness doesn’t give over from my green ears; whether it is freshness or heartburn I wonder she is adorning a strange garden I am immured with helpless whiteness freezing, shivering colors its proclivity love allures is she my age that’s left from […]