Welcome to Kirti’s Signature
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
An Innocent Query
Hey dear mother, The clothes hanging up high, Seem to be enjoying more than us. Don't they look free and relaxed, Whereas, we are struggling. Struggling to find a roof over our head, Call a piece of land as our own Or even claim that we belong to a country. Oh...
The Magic Lamp
How I wish I had a lamp, Just like Aladdin. And as I rub the body, A genie comes to fulfill my wishes". Clatter! Bang! Clank! These sounds woke me up, And there was my kitchen, All decorated with broken porcelain. At that moment, I wished to have...
The Carousel
Childhood was a nightmare for her, As she didn't enjoy. Nothing was normal like others, As she was the sole breadwinner. Her family, dependent on her, She forgot to enjoy life. Money, care and security Was all that her little mind always thought. ...
The Masked Reality
The drops of rain trickled down her face, Peeling off the makeup layer. Aghast were the people who saw, Purple spots as the mask uncovered. What they saw so far, wasn't the real she. What was seen now, the sad reality. The purple bruises spoke a lot, ...
The Other Side
Mocked I was for my colour, My race and my hair texture. My diction was made fun of, Making me feel small in front of the world. I withdrew into self, Became quieter to the core. Introspection helped a lot, As I realized, I wasn't at fault. I...
Togetherness
Amidst fading trees walking hand in hand with you is indeed a bliss. Just like our pure love, colours compliment the sky and the crowning leaves. Warmth of your touch is like the breeze that caresses branches in winter. Nature rejoices our...