Kirti V

An IT Professional turned teacher who loved to write took to serious writing during the 2020 pandemic. I prefer writing poems but have written some short stories as well. A voracious reader, linguist, an avid quizzer, music and sports lover, self proclaimed coffee addict and foodie that I am, my creations also reflect the same. Have contributed to some anthologies and look forward to publish my own sometime. Kirti's Signature is the foundation for that.. Happy to share my work with you all through this website. It contains poems, stories, mini bytes (pocket poems and pocket stories), reviews and a glimpse of my published work!! The website will also feature the different types of poetry forms with the explanations and sample poems written on the same.
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Conversation from Within

Eager I was to see the world, Which was rudely snatched away, Even before I could sway. My existence just whirled. Why weren't my arms unfurled? Answer me my mother, why did you betray? Why couldn't I just stay, With you,...

The Night

Darkness shrouds the vast sky as the clouds huddle up, Silence prevails as the wonderful night sets in.   A lone cricket buzzing, Or the bullfrog croaking, Through the eerie silence, sends shivers down the spine.   The lake... quiet, frozen With an...

Completeness

Complete I feel with you, my dear, You are my brightest hue, my dear.   Your presence, the best catalyst I wish everyone knew, my dear.   Your breath, like waft of petrichor, Is always fresh, like new, my dear.   In your...

My Own… Ceased to Exist

Unsure, how safe is the land below, We are just asked to wander and go. The coldness of the land makes us slow Despite the kindness its people show And the shelter care they give us though When would...

Unfulfilled Dream

Will it remain an unfulfilled dream? As just impossible it does seem, to realize and happily scream, "I am a journalist of esteem". I wonder , did life really scheme against my wishes... were they supreme?  Do I get a...

O Nature!!

O Nature What was our mistake? You washed us out in fury, And left the rest, stranded in deep fear. Your children are scared for life, As their homes and schools, are wiped out Grounds are a puddle, or should I say,...

Crisp, Fresh and Empty

With fresh thoughts, I sat down to pen, My life's journey, Through my words, On a paper that was Crisp, fresh and empty.   As the ink flowed through the nib, My thoughts froze. It came to a standstill, And resolved not to budge.   Minutes...

Bharathi

He didn't wage a war, But his powerful voice was heard really far. Wars needn't be fought with swords and guns, He proved that with his paper and pens. His words were those tiny pellets That fell on the...

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