NaPoWriMo – An Ode

NaPoWriMo – An Ode

National Poetry Writing Month saw  Poems flowing in from every nook and corner,  Writers brought their thoughts to words and drenched Mornings and nights in their verses.    Nature, mythology, life experiences  Posed well as our muses,  Wrinkling papers under our...
What Was Our Fault ?

What Was Our Fault ?

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...
She Wondered Aloud

She Wondered Aloud

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...
Colourful Danger

Colourful Danger

Wibbly wobbly is what I feel As I touch you.  How colourful and beautiful you look,  All alone, you are so cute In a swarm, you are dangerous too.  Your sting scares me to death.  Am your friend,  So sting me not, my dear.  Photo by Joel Filipe on...
Water

Water

  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...