Sherin Mary Zacharia

My eyes search nonstop

when the light around me goes off

when the sun goes down

but the stars fail to show up.

I walk forward with this

little lantern in my hand, glowing.

My eyes search around

again and again, but in vain.

Who was that

trying to blow off of the light

that shows the way to the feet

those had marched together to triumph

in times of nothingness and adversity?

Why was the flame

not allowed to blaze

in hope and unity

for they who longed and strived

for the prosperity of their lives?

Who is switching off the light

at the time to remember

the brave hearts who stood firm

in front of many challenges

emerging within and without ?

When did the fire die down

leaving the moon

covered in darknessof the clouds

filled withhopelessness, trustlessness

and lovelessness?


published in the facebook group PoetsIN for #anxiety #PINinspiration

Mean gazes

from cold hearts await

my every action

I run inwards turning around

I no longer trust

my hands and feet

I will fail, lose again

My mind will wander off.

I cannot bear this

Like ants crawling in a line

one after another

miseries countless

follow my thoughts

Let me

write those down

into a beautiful poem

My heart reasons with itself

through my verses

Must see the other side of this world

where only happiness exists

in manifold

Page after page I browse

heavy books from the shelf

I find minds spinning, rolling

then falling

only to stand up

to run forward



We Indians

Born in the richest of cultures

Owe our learning to the world ‘s

Enchanted treasures we hold

Our stories and songs, mountains, rivers

We Indians

Search, find the doors that face

The blue sky of peace

Safeguard it and let the Sun of wisdom

Seep bright through it on the world

We Indians

Move ahead, work hard, celebrate

Meditate on the great dreams to realize

We hurry to rise, even if we fall

We may stumble, yet progress with fortitude

We Indians

Many lives sacrificed for the nation

Motherland our soul, our breath

We need each other, hold our hearts together

Our diversity is our unity!

We Indians

Have much to provide the world

Great teachers, strong ideals

That lead the millions in all times

Women emerge, the power of the house

India is built strong

With the common man’s love

For his land dear

His toil, his wishes

For the soil his forefathers served

He struggles to make it a paradise

For generations now and next,

India is every heart beat of-

We Indians

Alert and thriving

We Proud Indians

March the path forward.


Sherin Mary Zacharia


Behind every wall you will find a scene

Of hardwork,sweat and blemished fingers

Trying to keep some dreams alive, ablaze

Snapshots of happiness, anger, excitement and pain

Hang themselves onto the wall

In vivid coloured frames, mirroring

Those days when everyone had lived

like everyone else.

Walls had heard numerous stories

Of success, deceit, worries about lost chances

Morning sunshine illustrating these

Walls kept many secrets, painted in dust

Plastered dreams bursted out through cracks

Memories as patches, green

New coloured spots carved in by time

Lines then new chapters

Etched with moss in faded grey crevices.

Every wall is an epic

Written over generations; unaware

Of the stories each brick longed to tell

Until they lay broken, crushed

Making room for a new wall

A wall for a new room to make new stories.

സന്തോഷം തരുന്ന നിമിഷങ്ങൾ

നാണക്കേട്‌  തോന്നേണ്ട ഇരുണ്ട പ്രവർത്തികൾ ഒഴികെ  ഏതു രീതിയും യോജ്യം തന്നെ .നാം സന്തോഷിക്കാൻ  വേണ്ടി മറ്റുള്ളവരെ വിഷമിപ്പിക്കരുത്  സന്തോഷം പടർന്നു  പന്തലിക്കെണ്ടാതാണ് .ബലം പ്രയോഗിച്ചു പിടിച്ചെടുക്കേണ്ട ഒന്നല്ല.

സന്തോഷം  സ്വാർത്ഥതയുമായി  ചേരുകയില്ല . നല്ല ഇഷ്ടം  തോന്നുന്ന  ഒരു പനിനീർ  പൂ  പറിച്ചെടുക്കുമ്പോൾ  നമുക്ക് സന്തോഷം തോന്നുമെങ്കിലും  റോസാച്ചെടി  വേദനിക്കുന്നു.നല്ല ചെത്ത് കാറുകളും  ബൈക്കുകളുമായി  ചീറിപ്പായുമ്പോൾ  ലഭിക്കുന്ന  സന്തോഷം  മറ്റൊരു കുടുംബത്തിൻറെ  നിലവിളിയാകരുത്.

സന്തോഷമുണ്ടാക്കുന്നത്  നമ്മുടെ മനസ്സുതന്നെ . മനസ്സാണ് നമ്മുടെ വഴി കാട്ടി . മനസ്സിനെ ശുഭചിന്തകളാ ൽ   നിറയ്ക്കുന്ന  മനുഷ്യൻ  സന്തോഷം കണ്ടെത്തുന്നു.

തൻറെ  സന്തോഷം പങ്കു വയ്ക്കുമ്പോൾ  മനുഷ്യൻ വലിയവനാകുന്നു

written by Sherin Mary Zacharia in March2016

abnormal rituals of modern society

Eagerness to overtake others is going  to unprecedented levels in young  people. only people who reach the top are known as winners.  all  of us are winners. families try atrocious ways to         make very young students    learn everything repeating long lessons without finding out its meaning .ugly competition digs channels of intolerance in young minds. everyone  tries  to reach the top .sometimes  kicking fellow beings out of the way.

unity helps everyone.  do good young people for world  arises into your regime.sow the seeds of harmony to reap the harvest of unity. try to enable  those who could not make it.those who have not  won the glowing titles   are but  waiting for a  second chance.  rest of the world may mock  but go ahead with determination to do the  best.

truth is roaring

roar of truth  will give waves of horror in the hearts of wrong doers. roaring lions can be tamed but not a heart that is boiling with guilt.we think that both  ma n  and god have no hint about our thoughts. good  habits and thoughts help us  to earn good character.

ugly sense of pride makes   the person go towards wrong. nothing  else can stop you from  going to the arms of wrong  but  your heart filled with  purity.  you should  ensure  that only  truth directs you. people   enjoy when rumors  spread about others esppecially the ones who are  in power   and  glamour.  it  is not good to make       others  feel miserable in front of others.

always speak                    sure            truth. the very     world  will hate liars. satyameva jayathe