Poetry

Prayers

One stood tall in grey and white To kill the darkness of dreading nights The workforce here is crisp in crease Here, the saviour is found with utmost ease. The richest on earth cannot buy But bring a story in a loosened tie Sickbay walls give an honest ear To your prayers…
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O My Child

O my child, dear child… Are you still upset about last night? Just look into the mirror; That is the child to me so dearer… Blessing is what I always send; I promise it will stay till end… You say you don’t want to talk; But I am everywhere you walk… The road to…
Poetry

Beautiful Singapore - A Poem by Vandana Saxena

At the southern tip of Malay Peninsula Unite a few little islets through a canula The crown colony of British Crown was once broken, and deep drowned The lively trade and honest workforce Enlivened the dead, from its core And the Asian Tiger made its way Through real…
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Priceless - A Poem by Vandana Saxena

I shall take the hearts Over those intelligent brains For wisdom, I can learn Priceless are the love chains I shall take a few moments Over an entire life For a living, I can make Priceless are the memories of life I shall take my passion Over proving my skills For…
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When Summer Came!

Just a few decades ago When I was young and naïve Summer was longed for It was a season to dive In dirty pools formed in colossal tubs Neither chlorinated nor paid Soaking the cools, with my friends for hours I played The long days at school Just before the summer…
Poetry

Why The Victim Is Ashamed?

A woman who discards the cliché Shines brightly, in explicit niche You ignore her craft and art of all sorts But notice the hemline so short. Just because she’s in the open world Alas! her individuality is not curled You letch, you touch, you feel and molest Pleased at…
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A Stranger

While I was still young and naïve, Caressed with paternal love, Living freely, soaring high, They wanted me to be a wife. Though we met more than thrice Amidst family or alone, And the knot was finally tied, But I felt like throwing a dice. The man who was…
Poetry

Ambition Doesn't Have A Gender

A woman who’s sharp and wise Owns the credentials and aspires to rise Struggling amidst many roles Sewing through the unfixed holes She breaks the sexist old tradition To fulfill her solitary ambition The one that she gravely wanted But a chance rarely…
Poetry

Listen Before I Go

Stolen Glances and petty lies That’s all that’s left of us. Lonely days and sorry eyes That’s all that’s left of you. Broken hearts and sleepless nights That’s all that’s left of me. This wouldn’t have happened If I was brave enough…