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.
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
Eerie Silence
An eerie silence shrouded the air, Unusual that was, As kids were part of the daily affair. An armed troop was the reason, For the vibrant air to turn chill, Even during this festive season. Two shots, one hit the wall, And one to the tree, ...
Literature
Books, made me drooL A fan of them was I Not a single genre was lefT, As I read them from time to timE. Could I write? I thought oh! NeveR, Till poetry made me go gagA And thus I became a poeT And now I wouldn't bid an adieU Writing has indeed made me wiseR And I...
Life Lessons through Songs
Songs are a solace, To broken hearts, And to the ones in solitude. As I hum through one such gem, I learn the lessons of life. Oh! How beautifully said. The connect that it makes to life, Through the lotus and water droplet, How apt the metaphor...
Telestitch
This form belongs to the Acrostic family, but rather than spelling out a word or sentence vertically at the beginning, it is spelled at the end.
Science Behind a Poem
Thoughts and words, When they join in a covalent bond, A beautiful compound called, Poetry is born. The nature, rains and experiences, Act as catalyst In the experiment with the styles, And the mood of the poet. The calm and quiet...
Fighter Hearts
Raging with anger, Their hearts pounded fast, At the sight of the perpetrators, Who harmed their cosy nest. They, the builders of the nest, Couldn't see the strands fall apart. Their hearts ached, But, the fight, they continued. The sight of...