Deep in the wintering desolate forest, rests Under the carpet of leaves, o’er treetop crest The promising pulse of life patiently beats Foliage sleeps till
Author: Kokila Gupta
Born in a literary environment, brought up amid mountains and plains, Kokila Gupta nurtured a deep love for nature and simplicity.Her prose, poetry, musings or Haiku, all express her natural affinity towards life in mundane spontaneity. She is a lecturer by profession, wayfarer by passion and a writer by choice.
Moments of Contemplation
To watch distant boats bobbing up and down Colourful blobs on waves, vanishing In mist swirling up to the sky glowing bright Like cerulean wings
The Anniversary
Tangerine taste of dismal dusk Soaking old pale postcards In pink Steeped in fragrance of musty musk, Moments, now shattered shards They sink Bringing memories
The Night Carnival
Argent orb rose o’er lilac sky Stars, bright lights of a country fair Fete is set with celestial ware Carousel starts at pink dusk shy
Sea of Poppies
Carmine clouds on long tender stalks Or butterflies like crimson sparks, Perched dainty on sleek slender stems, Silk tassels dangling from verdant hems, Thus, sways
A Countryside Morn
I glide In countryside Where dawn breaks, With lambent flakes, On leafy arcades And day trundles on, With every object forlorn, Whether flowers or a
A Breezy Day in Woods
Breezy Day Trees sway Weighing boughs down Their leafy crown, Askew with frown Wind ruffles them all Susurrations of her call Tickled, their flowers fall
Joy of Freedom
In gray dusks of hills white doves fly, with Abandon, ascending zealously, Like lustrous stars twinkling from heavens! They soar up, swim, dip in dark
With Violet Gratitude
Grateful for each purple bruise by the people, Which hewn a paragon out of ugly stone Carved out a David for every Goliath Bestowed hope
The Duchess
‘The Duchess’ was sailing swiftly on the sea ripping apart the emerald waters. Captain Girardelli was greeting the passengers with a cordial familiarity while descending
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
The Fourth Devil
A feeling of excitement surged through Abeer’s body as he saw an array of colours bobbing up and down in distant horizon, coming closer to
Beyond School:A Novel
It is a Must Read for parents and children alike …which makes it for ALL. Trust me, you’d be enriched, if not, at least it will remind you of certain beautiful aspects which you already know yet tend to forget.
The Season of Divinity
Cardamom dreams, of cinnamon scents fresh Fond sunshine hours blooming on windy days, Lotus from blue stream of consciousness pure… It’s the season of homecoming
Once upon an Opal Moon
Once in primordial skies Moon was naughty younger brother to elder and sincere Sun. One night wan after midnight shenanigans the Moon-boy accidentally slipped on wet grass and tumbled down the