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A place that I call my own. A place that houses my thoughts and my words. You will feel at home here. So just enter and enjoy.
Kirti
Self proclaimed bibliophile, poet, coffee-lover and a lifelong learner. Books, coffee and music is my definition of a retreat.
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Inked Thoughts
Inked Thoughts is a tender and evocative collection of poems that captures the many shades of human experience. From the quiet beauty of rain, seasons, and landscapes to the ache of memory, loss, and injustice, these poems trace a heart that is attentive, questioning, and deeply felt. Written in a voice that is intimate yet accessible, this collection invites readers to pause, reflect, and discover poetry in the everyday as well as the extraordinary.
Recent Posts
The Reunion
“Piya, wake up, it's time to school”, said Roopa as she tried waking her up. “Amma, why so early? The first period is boring, Math… I will go a little late. Please!!!!” Phaat!!! Before the next alarm could go, Piya felt a burning sensation on her skin. No, nothing hot...
True Treasure
Title : True Treasure Author : Sudha Vishwanath Publisher : Room9 Publications Genre : Fiction This novel is woven through the lives of four women who come from different families. It is an eye opener against the societal issues of gender bias, education,...
Glorious Nature
Life sprouts, flourishes, With hopes, determination Spring just breathes freshness. Give up, just move on, Autumn's mantra for mankind. Quite sensible right? Losing everything Yearning for warmth and comfort, Winter, harsh teacher. Summer teaches...
My Pride, My Sari
In English we say, A fabric that's at least six yards long, worn by Indian women. In poetry we say, A fabric that carries memories and fragrance Of our grandmother and mother. A fabric that is our solace, Giving us warmth. A fabric that sniffles with us in our...
You Are Unique
A voice... gifted, divine, Melodious, soulful Enthralled us long ago, So Lovely it sounded That I never let go. A voice... Gifted, divine, Made us fall in pure love. Even the hearts of stone, Melted fast when he sang, For someone who's our own. A...
Barren and Dry
Earth, all barren and dry, Its cracks…so deep, Is she about to cry? Thirst was in its high, As the rains fell asleep Earth, all barren and dry. Ignored by the cloudy sky, She couldn't help but weep, Is she about to cry? She was all about to...