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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Amnesty – A Thought

A thought that's debatable,  An action that's questionable.  Who's eligible to receive,  How does one perceive?  Is it right or wrong?  People-lovers sing this song.  Amnesty is the name,  It has got bricks and fame.  The survivors refuse to give,  The wrong doers...

Just a Day!!

Just a day to celebrate, The hours spent in taking care  Of a human within her and outside too?  Just a day to celebrate,  The pain that almost Costed her life, as she brought a life to light?  Just a...

NaPoWriMo – An Ode

National Poetry Writing Month saw  Poems flowing in from every nook and corner,  Writers brought their thoughts to words and drenched Mornings and nights in their verses.    Nature, mythology, life experiences  Posed well as our muses,  Wrinkling papers under our...

Sayonara – An Acrostic

Soulful verses, at times Seething with anger,  Alleviated the pain and Acknowledged the efforts too Youthful at times, made one Yearn for more,  Opus magnum some were, some Oozing out humour,  Negatives were blown away, Nurtured was the...

What Was Our Fault ?

The child all of four, Was assaulted by one and more. Poor soul bled to death, Is humanity under dearth ?   A girl in her early teens, Was crumpled by boys so mean. The scar that they left, Was more than...

Colourful Danger

Wibbly wobbly is what I feel As I touch you.  How colourful and beautiful you look,  All alone, you are so cute In a swarm, you are dangerous too.  Your sting scares me to death.  Am your friend,  So sting me...

She Wondered Aloud

With her crumpled dress and bruised body, She wondered aloud, If dad had waited till the bus came,  I could have been saved.  If mom had allowed me to learn karate,  I would have defended myself.  If the boys were...

Water

  Flowing like a little child,  The gurgle is the laughter, so mild  Que sera sera, the attitude,  Oh! How much I envy you.    Making merry on the path you flow,  The plants and grass really glow.  Your speed increases bit...

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