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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
Why Wage a War
People need to be alive, For countries to survive The colour of blood, bones and flesh Are the same, when you see it gush. Then, why wage a war On people who are unknown and afar? Post war, you observe, It's all dust and ash that's served. The colour is the same...
Warrior
As the icy wind blew hard, The fire in her rose sky high The night stood calm The ocean saw her and Shuddered in her wrath. Raging with anger, And spitting the embers of hate. Her persona, Oh! Was unseen till now. The sickle in her hand, Shone bright under the...
The Guiding Moonwake
The night, so silent and serene, Dark was the blanket, That engulfed everything. Slowly brightened the sky, As the moonwake, spread its light, Revealing the secrets that chose to hide. Shadows of moving mortals, Fell upon the glistening sands, And they moved...
Logos Love
I fell in love with you, When I could barely stand. You fascinated me throughout, As my fingers lingered over. You became my solace, At times of loneliness And I longed to be with you, Than anyone else in the world. You understood my pain, When I...
Speedster
Speed sets in at the daybreak, When the lady steps into the kitchen. The hands move faster than the bullet train, As they slice through the veggies and chicken. The cooker croons, not melodious though, And milk plays hides and seek to spill over, The eyes, oh...
മധുരമാം മലയാളം
അമ്മയാം സംസ്കൃതത്തോടു ചേർന്നിരിക്കും നിന്നിൽ, മധുരവും മാധുര്യവും ഒഴുകിടുന്നു. മലനാടാം നിൻ നാമത്തിന്നു വട്ടെഴുത്തും കോലെഴുത്തും ഉടുപ്പുകളായി. തുഞ്ചത്തെഴുത്തച്ഛനോ, അതിന്റെ മോടി കൂട്ടി. ഉള്ളൂരും ആശാനും, വള്ളത്തോളും ചങ്ങമ്പുഴയും ബഷീറും തകഴിയും അവരുടെ മാന്ത്രിക...