Author: Daisy Bala
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The night symphony
Treacherous he, the moon , keeps changing his disguised attires Atta boy! He’s eloquent in his coquetry Beware the nocturnal sky He’s a wanderlust resilient Who travels the colonial stars In stark lonesome hours of the dark The beau, blooms too, shy coyly Breaking in cold sweat, in love with the caressing zephyr Virgin dew…
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The Night Garden
The breeze picked up a serenading demeanor It romanced with perfumes of the haven The scents diffused in the oxidizing dark sky With indigo lavender hues in the star spangled palette of night. The blossoms of lustful creamy gardenias and gleeful lilies Swayed in jaunty spirits and shadows of the foliages Making a livid statement…
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My becoming!
I always wished my younger self To know that I’m empowered That Being a girl is a blessing, an asset That being happy is nobody’s prerogative but mine And I must shine in my grit and convictions I must reflect life’s fervor and beauty And rule the unruly way That I mustn’t comply to the…
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Rhythm Divine!
The dark clouds thundered like an empty stomach rumble The azure sky turned charcoal grey in anticipation Low high the heavy moisture floated in bloating And then the downpour finally appeared in an ecstasy The generous big ones fell down vehemently Rolling down in inertia of happiness The small droplets drizzled in minutest iotas Like…
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A Skewed Version of Me!
The diary of a young girl Has usually stuff about giggles and chocolates Barbies and friendship woes But mine had disgust and physical violence My detestation for my step parents And convoluted childhood days I grew up to be a seasoned hater And later a rough crocheted adult With fragile temperaments and brittle aura Who…
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Lies, tantalize me!
He,my husband Never expresses umpteen His quiet impassive demeanor is my pet peeve That day, he bought his favorite car His dream on wheels! He took me for a maiden ride And held my hand in the smooth drive I was flabbergasted but enjoyed the cajoling His touch on me, felt velvety and lavish That…