by Kirti V | Aug 11, 2024 | Poetry
In the name of taxes, Our country was looted. Our hard earned money, Filled the English caskets. Enraged at this treatment, The young bloods boiled. They vowed to get the money back, Just like Robin Hood. Kakori was the chosen route, And Ramprasad...
by Kirti V | Aug 3, 2024 | Poetry
Donning the hat of a master chef, Flicking the ladle, I started to cook, Kitchen seemed so comfy and homely, Yes, I was ready to show my skills. Stove turned on with tava and oil sizzled, Drenching the chimney as mustards crackled, Do I stay or run, I thought....
by Kirti V | Aug 3, 2024 | Poetry
Her mind froze, and heart paced faster that it almost exploded, Her fragile hands trembled, of her age and also fear, as she slowly removed the pristine white face cloth. Pregnant silence shattered with her cries, And her tears flowed. Violent storm ‘twas. The cloth...
by Kirti V | Jul 25, 2024 | Poetry
An inspiration to those who are lazy, The soldiers’ love for their country is crazy. Their struggle is not fake, For the country, they put their lives at stake. We should learn something from them, For the nation, they are indeed a gem. Even before they...
by Kirti V | Jul 18, 2024 | Poetry
Brought to Chikmagalur by Baba Budan, Coffee plantations look like Eden. To plant her at the hills, Certain norms one needs to fulfill. Cardamom is it’s mother, And cinnamon the father, They nurture the coffee plant, And with their presence the family just...
