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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Masterchef

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...

Loss

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...

Kargil Vijay Diwas

Key to them was their motherland 's pride, Anger boiled when it was taken for a ride. Raging cold weather and pristine snow of the Kashmir valleys and Grenades, missiles that lit up the skies were bleak...

The Forgotten Diwas

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...

Bae

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...

Wholehearted Embrace

Claustrophobic she felt, And badly wanted to run away. Alas, she couldn't do, As she was stuck within.   Worried for her life she was, But more about her mother, A passionate woman who lived for her, Only for her.   Gathering courage she...

Salem to Varanasi

Bustling Salem station, With hawkers, passengers and what not, Perplexed and amused I used to feel, Seeing that station rush.   A partially ignored Higginbothams, Lured me towards it, And in a jiffy I was back to the madness, Clutching tight, my...

An Emotion

White and fluffy batter, Ground to perfect smoothness, All fermented and ready, To satiate the hunger pangs.   Tawa, greased with oil, Pre-heated to the optimal, Is ready to receive the white batter, With arms open wide and round.   Srrrrppp goes a serving...

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