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 a part of...
Poetry
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 progeny. ...
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 herself. The mirror,...
The Whispers of Love
The swaying trees, The leaves caressing one another, Oh! Were they in love? Were they talking about their future? That alas! Wasn't in their hands? Or were they just discussing the present And deciding to live the moment? The gentle breeze carried their...
Love of Rains
Rains, You quench The thirst of The parched,arid Earth and it's beings. The petrichor flags your Arrival on the lap of Nature, with your pitter-patter Oh! That urges the child within me To shed inhibitions and play with you.
Cinderella in my Imagination
She worked in the gutter, And ensured that there's no litter. She found it hard to make ends meet, But from helping others, never did she retreat. She never ate her full, But to give others, her hands were always full. Under her guidance and care, Many...
Mute Witness
Alone she stood, along the unwinding shores Of the vast sea that rumbled often. The bouncy waves caressed her legs, And danced around her like a little child. The rumblings that echoed, spoke in volumes Of the notes of love exchanged there. She, witnessed...
The Realization
She saw her life swinging high and low As she swung high up in the wooden swing. The carefree days of childhood, Brought a beautiful curve on her face. Lest she knew, how short lived was that, As she was sent far off tied in the bond of marriage. The bliss...
Black Waters
The sight of the matchbox like cells, Sent shivers down the spine. The name that was given, Resonated the fear to every dime. Each wall of the building, Echoed the cries of its occupants, Most of them writhed in pain, And some, lamenting their fate. ...







