Heights beckon the pebbles small, glossy Can they roll back all the way up? ever? They had left everything behind. Once a big rock mighty,[…]
It means much to me to be like you, with your appetite The way you have gravies, spicy roasts in delight When I am upset[…]
The world sleeps, restless Windows in the sky open Angels peep down, real! Snow over divided lands Frost covers man made borders. Rudolph sniffs the[…]

published in an anthology of poems about sea by Soul Scribers Society and Rhyvers Press Breathing becomes hard, water murky Gills choked by masked impurity[…]
Spiny veins of discord finds a wet wall clings and climbs. nerves sense each other, meet along cracks and crevices openings that would never joint[…]
By Sherin Mary Zacharia Out into the blue sky, up Like pigeons flying together Taking off with a loud flutter of wings Screams rise uninterrupted[…]
Neither the men nor the women Ever said a “Thank you” To some important things in life. They run helter-skelter to meet their targets But[…]
Poem by Sherin Mary Zacharia on the picture prompt given by poet Dr.Santosh Bakaya madam . Waiting is a game endless Watching never boils the[…]
The poem published in the website of The Art Of Autism’ as part of their Peace Project, in September 2022 True writers and artists Are[…]