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BIRDS LOSE
Birds lost to the new weather Colours washed from their feathers Climate changed on the blue planet Birds lost their game, trap for them is set. Birds saw the horizon blur A crimson Sun fade ,disappear With a bird’s eyeview, they saw the land smoulder No more walls to hit their heads harder .More ducks…
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Napowrimo2022
poems written by Sherin Mary Zacharia for the National Poetry Writing Month April2022 on the prompts given by The Significant League https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1GhwYxpQtjN-zTuCfRWGVJ03ZNdl4S7Fn?usp=sharing
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TOUCH OF PEACE
Waking up to the call Of a new day, new world Music of the wind and waves On a shiny new shore Below a new sky, new light Waiting is the new life Longing to laugh aloud. Unrealistic are dreams Wild imaginations Raises hallucinations Today miserably alone On an orange printed water bed None of…
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Shakti
Mother Goddess Her countenance radiates energy, breath resolute She binds her dear one in her heart, wraps with her arms She fills to the brim, under an instinct unexplained The anxious mind with soothing care, crisps, sauce added. Only she can protect with seething fury Protest to the world that lacks any empathy Eyes open…
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Poems published in Rhetorica Quarterly
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TOMI
Tomi- is this a kind of name you give your pet? Short for ‘Thoughts On My Identity’; read; fun you will get. My name is Sherin Sweeter than a honey muffin Use it often to tell the world I am there Yell it out and I stand before you “I am here”. My thoughts are…
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UNUSUAL
My eyes meet the unusual That have no labels To reveal their identity. Away in a new land Where leaves hide beneath roots Nourished by thin air I see birds and their nests Dare stand up against the Sun. Floods with blood of the unfortunate Rises as waves that Beat the callous rocks Of the…
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Christmas Gifts
Come fast, blessed but foggy days of joy Open my letter quick! Mrs. Claus, as you pack the toys. My hands were sanitized, pen and paper too From my heart, I have sent you a request true. For me dear a copy of ‘The Book Of Good Deeds’ That is what the world presently needs.…
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WHAT DO I WRITE?
Brooding over this little piece Of white paper with blue lines Clipped motionless To my writing board black. Over creation of thoughts Refusing to come out Can the rushing waves of mind Be slowed down? Splashing sprays of disconnected thoughts Be counted? What do I write about? me? Or the world around? Or should I…
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BAKING A POEM
‘State of mind’ has no governer No one rules here for long Administrators try their best Chaos rule here, decide the rules. Hear with no prejudice, what the mind says Prejudged decisions saves not a sail in storm Mind refuses a moulded image untrue to itself Never the reflection of self, now marinated in fear.…