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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True Beauty

Wrinkles, they speak Of her experience so far. Her life, that she has seen, Through hardships and pain. Each and every line, Has the story of her struggle, And the secret to her success, That she found through the hurdles. The smile,...

Under the Moonlight

"There is a tree near the lake, come there at 9 PM tonight. I shall meet you then", read the message from Rohan." The campfire would would get over by then. Why does he...

The Crumpled Note

I Love Her, I Love Her, Read the crumpled note, And struck a bolt to mind Of the mom, that echoed A panoply of thoughts Who, What and Why? She asked to herself. And it seemed a rehearsal, A final one, Before the...

Hug

It is a sense of warmth for an infant, An assurance of security for a toddler, A feeling of camaraderie for a teenager, A display of love for an adult and A touch of care for the old. A...

Nightmar….chines (Nightmarish Machines)

I woke up hearing a chatter Amid the raindrops falling pitter - patter. I strolled through the dark To see who was doing walk the talk. Lo! Behold! The machines were up, Probably discussing whatsApp!? I listened keenly and overheard The...

Unheard Voices

The kicks in the womb, Eager to jump out To the mother's bosom. The urge of an infant, Whose lovely eyes Yearn the father's arms. The pain of the student, Whose tiring fingers Just ask to slow down. The call of the teen, Whose...

Broken and Shattered

A stern face, confident eyes, A poised gait and mature look. Expressions were a miss, Making her look like ice. She was alone at home, Her family unknown. She was blamed by some, For living alone at home. Does she possess a...

Dune Tunes

A sea of gold, Spread over a stretch, Far beyond the eyes reach . Slender and tall palm trees, With green crown and dates, Is waiting for it's date. . A lonely cactus is yearning For a companion, In a land, that's barren. . Far away...

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