What cannot be said, can be penned



The caged lioness

Silent screams in the head
Tears full of rage
Hopeless faith
Things beyond your control
Yet people who maneuver
Play with your life and jeer
Your despair an entertainment
Dare you try to escape
You will sink in the quicksand
Hands reach out and you try
To hold one and come out
Little did you understand
Those hands want to fling
You back in
Mind games from afar
And yet when you try
And retaliate, you are the
Biggest villain, in the eyes
Of those who matter
Try and forgive they say
But what should you forgive, pray?
Because if you wipe your heart clean
They will douse you in mud again



Divine Gift

I was only a girl with a million dreams
Making it big, earning loads of money
Marrying a really nice guy and seeing the world
You were a part of the plan
But one that kept getting pushed
Because I had so much to do
Before I was ready to meet you
But time started slipping away
And I had to see you soon
For I knew not when it would be too late
The day you were conceived
Was probably like any other
But the day you arrived, was definitely
One that changed everything for ever
You bestowed upon me motherhood
A role exasperating yet divine
I would cry for all that I had lost
And rejoice for all that I gained
As you grow I face new challenges
And learn new lessons
One day I will tell you how proud
You have made me
Till then let me yell at you


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Holiday More Rock Summer Woman Girl Young Woman


She stood there on the brink
Melancholy and miserable
Everyone she knew had left her
She thought of all the wonderful times
She had had during her lifetime
And her earliest memories
Tugged at her heart
She would always stand
No matter how hard she fell
And that is how all her friends
Remembered her
She sighed a long deep sigh
And then looked up to the skies
Now was not the time to give up
It never was her style
She jumped off the cliff
And flew towards the unending horizon



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Women’s Day? What’s that?

They erase me when I am still in the womb

Burn me alive for dowry

Tell me to stay indoors

Even decide on the length of my skirt

Appease their egos by submersing mine

Abuse my body, wreck my soul

Leaving their filthy footprints behind

And one day in a year

Leave glorified messages on their

Social media accounts

Thinking they have righted all wrongs

What is Women’s day to a man?

Let me try and understand

Is it a day when he does not look down upon

His wife, neighbor, niece or boss

Or does not pass those lewd jokes around

Is it the day he finally regrets

The black eye and hurtful words

Or is it the media circus with which he rolls

Trying to show what a great man he is

Why regale to celebrating me on just one day

Treat me equal and all days shall be ours

Together to celebrate





They came to my grave
Weeping and whimpering
The backstabbers, traitors
Lie spreaders, losers
Foul mouths, turncoats
They wanted to be besides me
When I rolled the high wave
And quickly deserted me
When I went down
They called me a friend
And envied my very being
I saw them snigger
In corners and laugh
When I turned my back
But when I was on a roll
They cam and shook my hand
I knew their ugly faces
Behind the smiling masks
Jeering at my successes
And wishing I would fall
I stayed afar and withdrew
Deeper into my shell
But they hung on like leeches
Getting under my skin
I tried to shake them off
But they got into my system
And the world wondered why
I was so lonely despite
So many friends
I saw them at last
From beneath closed lids
Sniggering over my possessions
At each other’s throats
Thankfully the drama
Was at its curtain call
And I was just a spectator
Away from it all

The Incident

I am getting late ma, it’s my friend’s birthday

If I do not go, he will take someone else

To distribute the toffees

Probably the last words the mother heard

As she got him ready for school

Walk fast Daddy, we shall be late

No I will go to the toilet in school

As soon as I reach

Probably said the innocent little boy

Even a minutes delay was not acceptable

It was his friend’s birthday

He had to be there, to wish and partake

In simple joys of childhood

Little did he know, his joy was short-lived

And he would come to such a violent end

The parents now bereft with inconsolable grief

Could never have known that fate

Would deal them such a cruel blow

They need not your sympathy

They need justice

And an assurance that no child

Will ever suffer at the hands of any perpetrator

In places deemed safe, school or home

By persons known or unknown


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For the Parents of Pradyuman, we cannot even fathom your grief, may no parent have to ever go through this


God’s Creation

I am special says my mother
God’s creation specially for her
She prayed for a child
Who would bring her joy
He made me in response
To her prayers, her cry
Let my child be kind and nice
And his smile alone shall suffice
The world needs a kind soul
One who would light the paths
With deeds warm and thoughtful
I hope to live up to her dreams
And be the person she wants me to be
I am special, God’s creation
He loves me and that is all I need


Written for my son (really for his poetry recitation). I could not ignore such a beautiful expression, one that I hope he will appreciate some day

My Paper Boat

It began as a craft and then

It was a game

Making paper boats and

Sailing them

Sometimes in clear water

Sometimes in a drain

Chasing it with sticks

And racing them till they drown

The fun of fighting with friends

And cheering ail along

I will sail my boat

In the clouds one day

Will gather my friends below

Cheering by the bay

Looking at me having taken wings

They will surely ask me

Is it in their dreams

We will ail soar and sail

Away from each other one day

But when we see a paper boat

We will think of this day

Total Recall

When it came to it I knew

We were not going anywhere

The space had grown in light years

And things were not even remotely the same

I knew not when it crept in, this huge critter

Of emotional garbage between us

We had both stepped back hoping

It will dissolve.

The sum of total pain and happiness

Stacked on the scales

Weighed zilch, zero and nothing at all

Tired now we were packing our

Left over emotions in zip locks

His hand brushed mine and a

Sliver of a shiver ran through me

It brought back memories of

What had fossilized by now

The melting of snow was quick

And the torrent of love came gushing

All that we once shared flourished

And it was a total of all the love minus




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