Mother’s Love

Mother’s Love

She smiled silently, As wholeheartedly she cooked But for whom, you know?   Maybe her parents Or, wait, for her dearest friends? Or her spouse who’s tired?   No, her smile speaks more Of contentment and pure bliss Of feeding someone   Who’s...
Not So Grave

Not So Grave

Ghosts… the name sends a shiver down our spine. Isn’t it. But wait.. What if I say, you will end up loving a ghost for sure. Surprised? Read on “Not So Grave” by Dr. Aparna Salvi Nagda. Your queries would be answered sans any doubt.  Let me start...
Kuttanadan Punchayile

Kuttanadan Punchayile

The wood to carve you,  Is chosen after high scrutiny.  It’s worshiped before being chopped,  To give the majestic shape that you carry.    You’re treated next to God,  Revered and respected by all.  The villagers that owns you,  Love you like their...
Freedom

Freedom

Sweat, blood of millions Transpired the freedom we laud, Alas! They  couldn’t see.     The poem was awarded the Certificate of Excellence by United By Ink and is published in the website of UnitedByInk –...
Blush

Blush

“She looks like a doll! ” Exclaimed the crowd in unison.  Her cheeks blushed And turned pinker than usual.  She smiled as she walked past them,  Waving and nodding to her fans.    “She looks like a doll, badly battered! ” She exclaimed to...