She wept on my shoulder, Her tears flowing onto me, “Oh Maa!”she asked, “Will I ever be free like thee?” “Ah!” I gushed, “I am
Category: PenMuse-24
An Ode to Food in Times Like These
Symptoms may include the lossof taste and smellSo we loaded our ovens withbanana breads, cakes Eggs, cinnamon, vanillaIn resistance – we bakeCaptured in film, first
Humble Delights
Monsoon script of raindrops On misty panes of heart Clusters of stars sprinkled Over toadstools in backyard Snow-caked pine cones dangle Chandeliers of pearls Crimson
Nine Months Wait
Oh, here she finally is In an instant, she is mine A joy cocooned in my arms Such a delight! As we both lay in
A Lifetime of Waiting
Sleep eludes me tonight As I yearn for that smell Of love and your sweat, In the folds of your drape. How I wish for
Gli Amanti
O mi amore Come to me when dusk embraces the night Wantonly, on lubricious feet Let us douse the flames Bathe the room in ardour
I Love Rain
I love the rain As tender as a lover’s kiss On the lips of the parched earth That soaks me with longing I love the
Minding the Mind
Mind gloats over its reign Summons gloom and disdain Ruffles peace within Hikes anxiety to the brim Tossing endless baits Mind plays its games To
Act in Silence
Every preteite soul Silently becomes a star, To propagate that life twinkles Beyond mundane bar. When petit breeze furtively brushes The sanctum chimes, It summons
Light Me Up
Frozen numb, my hard soul, Stood aloof, a flawed whole, Passer’s by, glanced no sight, I offered none, warmth or light. Ignorance froze, solid white,
Shree to Shakti
The village dirt roads, The concrete streets, The bullock carts, or shuttle trains. In sunny nights, or gloomy rains. She walks in rags, or with
Unchartered Roads
Brook meanders it’s way, embracing crusted barks. Chirpy streams bounce and sway, to the terrain, thus embark. Bromeliads shun the sun, scorn greatest power. Heliotropic
She Needs Justice
Naive and innocent,Dwelling in oblivion,She ventured into the world,Cruelty unfurled. Teddies her best friend,An ignominious beast came under pretense, Her dreams shattered, She lay battered. The pain
A Walk Down Memory Lane
Our soft lips graze each other Tender yet unsure Our noses, they stick in between Always, a meddler. Our hands, they caress hesitantly In fumbling
The Wings of Despair
The chains around my neck Slowly suffocate me Deprive me of the air I so desperately need. I struggle, wring my hands My protectors laugh,
Retracing Life
Back to the school The forsaken tiffin craves for The last summer’s noodles And cheese sandwiches. Back to the office The tote bag harbors a