Ammi

No matter the wreckage, my mother's always there, With warm milk and a dollop of sweet honey to soothe my bruised heart, And I get scared every day that she cures me - Will she leave me helpless with a mouthful of forevers? _______________________ The above four-line poem was my submission for a contest held by Spoken Stage (https://www.facebook.com/spokenstage/?fref=ts). I … Continue reading Ammi

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1947

Religion Used to drive a wedge between two good friends - Not the usual story But now made a commonplace, bitter rivalry - Nights Peaceful as they were, turned into chances for war. Never did this happen Now there was no peace - strange times. - Ram Turned into a violent man, no longer your … Continue reading 1947

Pantoum – Writer’s Block

  She inscribed letters on to the page, The curl of her a, the bend of her n, They brought reminders, Small, nostalgic ones.   The curl of her a, the bend of her n, Formed phrases and sentences, Small, nostalgic ones, They filled the blank pages.   Phrases and sentences were formed, All in … Continue reading Pantoum – Writer’s Block

No-man’s land

Someone’s been pulling me away, From everywhere that I’d like to stay. I’d like to remain in this no-man’s territory, That has no leaf, not a single tree.   Pull me away, but not too much, Let me remain just right where, I can spot, Those wonderful, utopian fantasies.   This world should not end … Continue reading No-man’s land