Sita and Draupadi
New day...new poem. Just remember girl, you are Durga. You can be anything.
Category Poetry
Blank Pages
What do writers think of? Well, this writer, thinks of chickens.
Helplessness
A new day. A new poem.
Cookie Cutter Molds
A new day... a new poem.
A Letter to the Girl Who Wrote the Loveliest Stories
Hey you, Yes, you there- With your fingers stained with ink And eyes that see beyond what many can even wink. I carry, post haste, a letter for you, mistress. You see, it’s from a lady- Woolf, she said her…
False Ambience
Another day, another poem.
Learning
They say I don’t brush my teeth right, That my sleep incurs a chilling plight. My smile is a comic sight, A square peg in a round hole, an anomaly to be righted?Or an attraction to see? A friend to…
eagerness
eagerness /ˈiːɡənəs/ noun enthusiasm to do or to have something; keenness. I always knew what eagerness meant, That urge to jump-torun-to do something, NOW! NOW NOW! NOW! screaming in my head Like propulsion at my feet, ready to fly at…
The Cadaver Knight
Once upon a timeIn a land not very far away,There was a young enby,A peasant childNaive and frightened byThe demons that residedIn their mind.The demons would croonAnd whisper foul things,Making them questionThe love of those aroundTheir morals, their own being.They…
Break
once upon a time, in a land far far away, a warrior began a quest, a quest for wisdom, to gain tranquility. “it shows your biggest flaw, your greatest strength,” the legend, as legends tend to be, was a mystery.…