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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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My Recent Book
Poetic Pearls – a collection of 75 poems will take you on a wondrous journey of words. The poems written in various poetic styles speak about inspiration, sorrow, love, grief and patriotism. The poet’s observation and inspiration from what she sees around her is reflected in the poems listed. The poems here are a testimony to Edgar Allan Poe ‘s quote – “Poetry is the rhythmical creation of beauty in words.”
Recent Posts
Crisp, Fresh and Empty
With fresh thoughts, I sat down to pen, My life's journey, Through my words, On a paper that was Crisp, fresh and empty. As the ink flowed through the nib, My thoughts froze. It came to a standstill, And resolved not to budge. Minutes passed by And so...
Masterchef
Donning the hat of a master chef, Flicking the ladle, I started to cook, Kitchen seemed so comfy and homely, Yes, I was ready to show my skills. Stove turned on with tava and oil sizzled, Drenching the chimney as mustards crackled, Do I stay or run, I thought. 'Twas a...
The Kakori Sojourn
In the name of taxes, Our country was looted. Our hard earned money, Filled the English caskets. Enraged at this treatment, The young bloods boiled. They vowed to get the money back, Just like Robin Hood. Kakori was the chosen route, And Ramprasad...
Loss
Her mind froze, and heart paced faster that it almost exploded, Her fragile hands trembled, of her age and also fear, as she slowly removed the pristine white face cloth. Pregnant silence shattered with her cries, And her tears flowed. Violent storm ‘twas. The cloth...
The Forgotten Diwas
An inspiration to those who are lazy, The soldiers' love for their country is crazy. Their struggle is not fake, For the country, they put their lives at stake. We should learn something from them, For the nation, they are indeed a gem. Even before they adorn...
Wholehearted Embrace
Claustrophobic she felt, And badly wanted to run away. Alas, she couldn't do, As she was stuck within. Worried for her life she was, But more about her mother, A passionate woman who lived for her, Only for her. Gathering courage she spoke, “Mom, I don't...