Scrambling through vintage I found my stamp book Refreshing memories of yesteryears How, collecting them, hours and days it took Bitten by that bug I
Author: Ekta Sachdeva
The Legend of Troy
History’s the witness to the treacherous game War between the Greeks and Trojans of hollow fame A face that launched a thousand ships Fuelled a
An Unsent Letter
O! That sweet epistle on my lambent desk Fragrance from whose cringed parchment creates magic Ink-lit words moor my mind that dawdles to wreck The
A Baby’s Douche
Bubbles float here and there while goes fun in the tub Toddler bathes in his privy water park hub Squirming babies never an easy-peasy task
An Anti-Aubade
A lantern at a far-off cottage twinkles Cattle huddled safe by shepherd who plods Quietude descending in evening Only the fireplace lit up by woman.
Adieu at Grave
I lay quiet at the grooves of grave For your balmy words amidst din and fret Where the fake herding world surrounds With bowed heads
Anniversary in Arrears
He raised a toast to celebrate Good old marital bliss With friends Telling, that, too far went a date Betwixt our hiss and kiss With
First Day at School
Remember the day when you first entered the school with whimpers and wails? Cheerful morning greetings lisped to the welcoming teachers who intently looked fresh
Deaf Aren’t Dumb
Diversely abled, deaf but not dumb The nature might shape them so With smile or frown they adore their crown But to the world unable
The Annoying Doorbell
Relaxing peacefully on Sunday Running riot doorbell screamed me awake Racing mind wished unwanted guest goes away Ruckus created was his mistake. Everytime, I fell
Needle and Thread
The needle tugging taut through thread Piques curiosity to tread As the thread of silk pools in spool Emerges some wizardry cool Tailoring love and
Leisure of a Hamock
As the sun glares on the sands of beach Rendezvous cocooning sluggishly On hammock with nature, blithe lounging. The soft breeze of palm trees sway
Vile Chalice
In smithereens philtre immersed Chalice pressed to curious smile Doting heart tizzy in hypnotic alcove slaking thirst. Ethereal gurgles beguile Gossamer delusions echo Bewitching cyan
Caparisoned Steed
He surveyed the cavalcade and knights sprucedNeighed and clanked hoof on the breast of the earthSinewy nerves peerless to cimeterCharged cohort fronts the army of
The Purple Heart
The lone black fighter amid a white platoon A shy giant, Doris Miller from Waco Roused by the Japanese strike on Pearl Harbor Knocked down
Bohemian at Heart
Like a free bird, set to sing her own song She decided to shun the mundane chores Thirsty she, wants to hit the misfit gong
Service Before Self
Life is imbued with a purpose To strive selflessly for bretheren An exceptional credo, quite momentous. History is a witness to glorious lesson With the
Beethovian Handwritten Sin
Stumbled upon handwriting of Beethoven In chaotic disarray his notes were written When asked, “Should this be an F or G here?” “Oh! I don’t
Before you Speak
Before you speak, do you ponder Over the course your words will take And all its ramifications? Before you speak, do you weigh your words
Take it Easy on Life
Take it easy on life Why a maddening rush? Why at all to worry? The sails might not be smooth But wait, do not hurry.