by Kirti V | Apr 18, 2022 | ArtoonsInn, NaPoWriMo, Poetry
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, ...
by Kirti V | Apr 14, 2022 | Mini Bytes, NaPoWriMo, Penmancy
Still streets, whom to admonish Many dreams, yet to fulfill, It takes time to establish, But world came to a standstill.
by Kirti V | Apr 6, 2022 | Mini Bytes, NaPoWriMo, Penmancy
We gain Nothing in war But, pain. Cold blood Flows freely like A flood. Cries fill, The air so cold, And chill. Photo by Hasan Almasi on Unsplash
by Kirti V | Mar 12, 2022 | Poetry
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...
by Kirti V | Aug 10, 2021 | Poetry
The battlefield bore a deserted look, With lifeless bodies strewn all over. Some were sans heads and some sans limbs. The mud was soaked in blood, Not sure whose it was though. The mighty king of Kalinga, Stepped out to check the field. All he could hear was...
