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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Love

Below the lit sky With you by my side, oh love! Future looks so bright

Breaking the Shackles

Chirpy and active she was,  Well, that's what people thought.  Or rather, that's what she wanted,  The mortals around to see   She was stuck neck deep,  In the sea of customs and traditions.  She did like them,  But something bothered her.    She...

Utopia, but No Harm Right ??

A world filled with positivity And radiating happiness,  Seems utopian right?  But, is there any harm To at least dream?    Freedom from the shackles of Power, religion and societal status,  Seems utopian right?  But, is there any harm To at least dream?   A morn,...

Mommy’s Plight

Days and nights, Oh! filled with shrill cries didn't stop, despite several tries, Oh! I can't, came the mother's sighs With teary eyes, with teary eyes.   Photo by Markus Winkler on Unsplash

Monotetra

Monotetra is developed by Michael Walker - > It is a one-stanza or more poem - > Each stanza contains four lines in monorhyme - > Each line is in tetrameter (four metrical feet) for a total...

The New Morn

A new morn seemed to Bring in a cheer to her life, As she smiled from heart

Terracotta Men

  In the quest of immortality,  A palace was built,  To live after death.    It started when the emperor,  Was just in his teens Oh dear!    Twenty square miles it was,  Where the tomb was built,  It was no less than the palace,...

War

We gain Nothing in war But, pain.    Cold blood Flows freely like A flood.    Cries fill,  The air so cold, And chill.   Photo by Hasan Almasi on Unsplash

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