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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Forests and Faeries

Title :  Forests and Faeries  Author : Srivalli Rekha Genre : Fantasy Publisher : Room9 Publications   Who doesn’t wish to be transported to a magical  land. That is what ‘Forests and Faeries does to the reader. Let me...

Chanakya’s Chant

Title : Chanakya’s Chant Author : Ashwin Sanghi Genre : Thriller Publisher: Harper Collins    Chanakya - a name synonymous with economics and finance. What was his chant? Why this title? With these questions in mind, I started reading...

Burnt Shadows

Title : Burnt Shadows  Author : Kamila Shamsie Genre : Historical Fiction  A novel based on some unforgettable historical happenings. Burnt Shadows tells us the tale of Hiroko Tanaka, a resident of Nagasaki, well now you get...

Scars Etched for Eternity

In English we say, I was bullied But in poetry … Laughed upon and scorned By people who took others for granted. Physically and verbally they abused, And… that was endured in silence. Lest they knew, and probably cared a...

Lonely

In English we say, I feel lonely, But in poetry… I walk in the crowd, still feel something is amiss, I hear thousands of voices, still my ears don't hear. I see people in plenty, still my eyes...

Netaji

Swatantratha* was your aim, Even if you had to move away from non-violence, For which Azad Hind Fauj* was your calling. Your voice lured many, sans gender bias, To take up arms to free the country. "Tum mujhe khoon...

Confused!!!

Appalled was I when I read their words, I couldn't make a head or tail out of it, And words seem to have lost their meaning.   MHROTD, well does this make your day? Or Many happy returns of...

Frozen Tear

His eyes open, gaze fixed, His hand on the trigger still intact, The bloody chest that took the bullets Froze in red, telling his tale.   A tear skipped from his eye, And remained frozen as snow engulfed him. Why did...

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