by Kirti V | Apr 29, 2022 | Poetry
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 a mere theft. A young boy with aspirations, Was...
by Kirti V | Apr 28, 2022 | Poetry
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 taught to respect girls, I would have not been...
by Kirti V | Apr 28, 2022 | Poetry
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 by bit, And so does your energy I...
by Kirti V | Apr 27, 2022 | Poetry
There, in the erstwhile Travancore, Lived Nangeli and Chirukandan. A happy couple that they were, But were bound to the rules of the Pravathiyar.* Women, of the lower castes, Couldn’t cover their breasts, Shouted the rule, oh! Wasn’t that injust? If...
by Kirti V | Apr 27, 2022 | Poetry
The heroes of the Vadakkan Pattu, Known for their valor and strength, Exponents of Kalaripayattu they were, Called the Chekavar clan. Hired by the small rulers Of Kolathunadu and Kadathanadu, To fight and die for them, The chekavars were real warriors. Thacholi...
