Implicit Self
Images from my soul, dedicated to the world that makes me
Tag: Poetry
The shadows’ call
Touring the shadows of this homeI see, I made someI fade someAnd I be them all.When the light is rightShadows are brightAnd together at nightWe fight the pall. Ishita. October 22 2020. I wrote this poem for my friend, on one of those days… Continue Reading “The shadows’ call”
Renewal
I may no longer be young, But I can always be new Maybe I let you go Just to always have you It looks like a long drought But.. say, we don’t forget the dew… ID January 2020
It’s the end of time
It’s the end of time I could go on, as beforeWords, or tags can hurt no moreWere they known, or something new?The blows and swings, in constant slew.. I touch my chest to feel the piecesAs night shrinks…the stinging easesWhat can’t break, then slowly… Continue Reading “It’s the end of time”
The magpie’s cult- a poem and art
The magpie’s cult When a playful magpie takes a bath Seeing that magic, makes wine of wrath It takes the wondrous joy of a child Adds carefree zest of a teen gone wild Shakes them together into a cult That of a free, inventive… Continue Reading “The magpie’s cult- a poem and art”
Kashmir
This are the words that came to me when the Indian government decided to do something for the benefit of Kashmiris by announcing they longer have a state, but now are under the central government with little or no say in their own governance(relegated… Continue Reading “Kashmir”
