POEM

A matter of comparing Tiyasha Khanra Her voice- Clear and loud Her expression- Bold and frank Her thoughts- Naked but

Who am I? Mayuri Mayuri is a Social Research Consultant/Author/ Professional singer-composer/live artist/ based in Mumbai. Her recent book she

Every flower that blossoms
is precious,
making this world a beautiful place
to live in
unfurling the magnificent colours of the universe.

Her lips touched my forehead tenderly,
Pouring her love and warmth;
She stole my first Kiss,
While giving the warmth of love and affection

As the month February made it’s entry,
I wished to freeze the clock,
And walk back in time;

Little talent, little experiment
Are her acknowledgement
In a self-taught university-

Sahjahan, was your love as enormous as this unsurpassed mausoleum?
Was it as pristine as these white stones?
The serpentine dome, jewel crusted walls,
Adroit craftmanship

The land I was born,
was a land of green only.
Wherever I looked at
found that refreshing colour –
breathed the cool air

So, this is the place
Where only the men come to spend their days
Performing unholy diabolic rituals—
Summoning the devil to make deals—
Contending to be the devil’s ace—

It’s been quite a while I stopped writing poems
No reason, can’t even give an excuse
Yet, I ceased to write poems.
Never realized, not even noticed