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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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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
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. ...
Operation Pakistan – Terror Strike
Operation Pakistan - Terror Strike by Dwanye Pimenta. The title got my attention and I straight away started reading. Dwayne starts the book by introducing the characters which really helped in understanding and relating to them as we read through. Being an ardent...
Was it My Fault?
Oh! Mother mine, was it my fault? That I was born on your lap? Or is there something more to it? Don't I deserve to live a life, With an identity and dignity? I saw dad fighting all through, Oh! Mother mine, was it my fault? Were you both born like...
Heavenly Bliss
The tranquil waters, so serene and calm, The sight of these, indeed, a soothing balm. Like a carpet, reflects the mighty mount, The awes that skipped my mouth, oh! I forgot to count. A small cottage bordering this scenic beauty, Ain't it such a cutie? I wonder...
Cookie Catastrophe!!!
Clank! Clutter! Bangggg!!! Ketchup and tomatoes lay strewn, The vessels added to the decor. Oh my! A catastrophe had badly hit My otherwise organized kitchen. The puzzled me, yearned to find, The root cause of the disaster. I treaded precariously through...
Special Day
"Birthdays oh! Birthdays, Why do they come? Apart from eating cakes, What's the fun? I grow older by a year, Oh! I don't want that my dear!" Cried little Tom to his mother. Mother dear laughed and said, "Oh! I love birthdays, my son. I grow older, but not every...