Shristee Singh’s poem is a #Poetry6 submission for Tale-a-thlon. Read it here. The window for #submission closes tonight at 11:59pm, so if you’re participating, send in your #poems now
Author: Shristee Singh
Busy as a Bee
Shristee Singh shares the poem ‘Busy as a Bee’ for #Poetry5 for Tale-a-thlon. Read it here. The window for #submission closes tonight at 11:59pm, so if you’re participating, send in your #poems now.
Those Holy Feet
Shristee Singh shares the poem ‘Those Holy Feet’ for #PoetryPrompt 3 at #TaleathlonS3. Submission for the challenge is open till 11:59pm today.
Guru of Joy
Shristee’s ‘Guru of Joy’ is a #Poetry3 submission for Tale-a-thlon. Read it here. The window for #submission closes tonight at 11:59pm, so if you’re participating, send in your #poems now.
Divine Time
Shristee Singh’s ‘Divine Time’ is a #Poetry1 submission for Tale-a-thlon. Read it here.
A Villanelle
A villanelle, today I will write Of countless alluring beauty I see around With tercets, quatrain…rhyming with heartfelt delight. Villanelle that makes the murky welkin
She waits for me
She waits for me yonder, beyond the cerulean sea In those caliginous lands, with all her love for me. The land embedded with gold, holding
Muchas Gracias
Birthdays are the days to feel the gratitude, to thank the universe to give us a chance of being human with diverse attitude to upskill
Let the Song Flow
Let the eternal song flow, through life’s high and low When life moves fast or slow Take a break, a little pause With or without
My Country, Thou Shine
Wayfarers took shelter in your gracious arms. Seers and sages made your land divine. Bestowing ancient text, with knowledge and charm, With enigmatic beauty, my
Horatian Ode to Chai Biscuit
Ahead of a clamorous day Just a cup of tea wasn’t enough. Accompanied by crunchy crackers it took a dip in aromatic brew. The empty
Anniversaries
Let anniversaries be marked for several lifetime for us. Flourishing with wisdom in heart eternal love sublime grow thus! Together may our hearts blossom with
King Of Hearts
Silence of the thunderous night Could dither, shaking world with fright. A cry was heard, a child was born A dainty floret among thorn Touching
Call Of Duty
Sitting aloneLike stone Waiting for long Without any songEyes set furlong Looking at the highwayOn a beautiful dayShe wanted to say‘Please don’t go away.’ But enemies
Let Me Dance
Let me dance in garden of hopeUnder the twinkling starry night,As I whirl and swirl, I hold delightful dreams like a rope. Sowing seeds of
Garden Of Hope
Oh, my heart, that has become hard like stone How should I plough thy sanctified surface So that upon thee, revered flowers grow, With an
The Purple Light
The purple light moved silently like the clouds Waiting to burnish a soul, with its pure light Looking hither and thither, it moved in quest.
A Birthday Song
It’s your birthday, and I don’t know what gift to bring, I’ll croon a little birthday song, With all my love and blessings… I’ll try
Valerio Massimo Manfredi
Oh, the books by Prof. Valerio Massimo Manfredi, To read them, I am forever eager and greedy. So, Child of a Dream I picked And