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Srishti-2022   >>  Poem - English   >>  UNCONDITIONAL LOVE

Shejimol Rejila



All that's left in me, is endless love for you,

Cuz you're my life, you're my everything.

To the point, that I foolishly even believe, 

That I'll survive without breathing, but not without you.


I truly believe that our lives are intertwined together as a family forever,

So how can I possibly leave your side, even for a minute?


You're always the reason for my happiness,

You're sometimes the reason for my hurt,

But in a moment of hurt, I still feel grateful for your love.

I've found my heaven on earth, in you,

So how can I possibly leave your side, even for a minute?


Through you, I've found success in my limited existence,

Through you, I've found tranquil in my heart,

It's been an endless walk through this journey of life,

To finally have found you, and made you mine,

So how can I possibly leave your side, even for a minute?

Srishti-2022   >>  Poem - English   >>  TRANSFORMATION

Surya Mary Easo



Living in the Cocoon as a Pupa,

Safe in the hard shield of protection…

Dormant, but with the dreams to fly,

Secured from thoughts of being hunted…


Days passed, the chrysalis had gone,

Struggled, Stretched the beautiful wings…

Flew high in the sky, as a rainbow floating,

Enjoying the beautiful nature and freedom…


Hunted with words, thoughts and actions,

Like Eagles’ claw, piercing the wings…

Dreams shattered and fallen into ashes,

Looking for the Cocoon to hide again…


Nature chilled out, Rain showered,

And horizon had sun above the clouds…

Rose as phoenix bird, from the ashes,

With an aim in life to fly again…


Attained in silence and knowledge,

Thoughts revamped, Attitude altered…

New thoughts and transformed mind,

Cleared a new path to move forward.


Realizing the purpose of the life,

Life meant to serve each other …

Join hands and lift one another,

God dwells where there is harmony.

Srishti-2022   >>  Poem - English   >>  Words


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Once upon a time, I was born with a shriek

No words were exchanged, but everyone knew I was up.

They knew what I wanted.

They knew what I said despite my lack of words.

Days passed and I heard and heard.

Among those words were maa and papa.

I said and everyone smiled.

I said more and everyone wanted to hear more.

A, B, C, D and jumbled L, M, N, O, P

They smiled and listened; I knew they were proud of me.

Years passed and I heard more.

I said and wrote those words again and again

The more I spoke, the more they were proud.

All were getting to know me.

For years to come, words were my best friend

And the most formidable foe on those exam days.

I mouthed a few words and mumbled them.

I wrote some of those lines on white exam papers.

Others were lyrics from those favorite songs.

Still, I had people listening to me, but...

It was always a mystery to me when I lost them.

One day I found someone who I thought would listen to my heart.

But there was less to say and more to hear.

And even days came when I had nothing to hear.

And I waited silently for those words to come.

When I spoke, I was called a selfish brat.

Those words that had stayed in me had to find a way out.

Those words once colored some dreamy lines. 

They could build nations and make people feel love or pain.

They brought people together and gave life to someone.

But when my own life was at a standstill,

How could I give life to someone?

There was someone who used to listen to me.

More than the ones who gave me birth,

His ears were open to all that I had to say.

They called him my brother, but I called him my soul.

And one day, he was taken away from me. 

The so-called Lord played another dirty trick on me.

Everyone cried out to him, but I never could.

We had a special love-hate relationship, you see.

The day the trick was played, I came to know

I had no one to speak to and for the more tragic part,

I had none to listen to.

Those words boiled and bubbled in me.

And when it finds a way out, 

It always hurts someone, unknowingly of course.

The feeling of no one listening to me,

Or those moments when words don't have a meaning anymore.

The moment when I waited for them to hear me, 

It is death by our own words.

Once upon a time, unsaid words were the norm.

Jumbled and mumbled words had their own meaning.

Then everyone knew what it meant.

Then why would someone not understand now?

When now I have a million words to say,

Why would each word sound different to all?

When we have not even thought of some meaning,

Why would that word mean something else altogether?

Now I don't know why words matter anymore.

But I do understand what unsaid words mean better.

Srishti-2022   >>  Poem - English   >>  In Pursuit of Meaning…

In Pursuit of Meaning…

I am the dreamy solivagant

I am the bearer of sufferings

Will I transcend into a better being

With all the adversities beating upon


A repertoire one plays in his lifetime

Boomerangs when he reaches his last time

Flashing all the virtue and sins

That he has done to the humblest of lads


The wickedest smile crunches you down

Only to make you strong and pound

The ocean of mysteries weaving

Unfolds at the time least we anticipate


Why the shackles are tied to the virtuous

Barring them from the euphoria of life

When the untainted forms of joy 

Inhabits in the purest McCoy


From the distant past bounced 

the caprice moment of awakening 

to wither and wash

The light of life to unfurl

And ascent oneself to the pristine path.

Srishti-2022   >>  Poem - English   >>  ZOMBIES



Careless walkers on green pavements,

Grey figures move amidst the crowds.

The poverty infested broken households -

Hold a few of them, the workaholics.


There also exist some other kinds,

Like the ones with big mouths,

The talkative ones who annoys,

silent self-ridden zombie types.

Their walks give away their kind in nature,

They somehow hold the power of future.


But please just beware the silent loners,

For they are the most aware insidious.

Among all the other violent gregarious,

they strike without warning, nor ignorance.


Tall trees give them shade,

Tall buildings take their pride.


Looks on their faces always alarm,

But they remain vigilant and calm.


They’ve been here since maybe their fall,

Grey buildings fill with them at nightfall.


They sit across lit screens and just melt,

Into the cumulative world of great remit.


The gregarious ones are all about fun,

They lurk everywhere deriding everyone.


Making pals, transforming pain to pun,

Thinking less, acting at times like a nun.


They can be fun, but never expect a ton,

For they hide behind torments, undone.


Time can only tell, how often they fell,

Into the deep void of whim, they dwell.


Everyone transforms into a loner here,

Bullied by their own stress and abused by their

Recurring mood swings. They remain calm

But with a sharp blow, they awaken as warm.


Their life based on always pretend,

But they never try being an offend.


Brain dead, but their body works,

Neck deep they still carry chores.


No amount of pain can break them,

No load of work stress can crack them.


They’re awake even when asleep,

They can turn off and dive deep.

Srishti-2022   >>  Short Story - Malayalam   >>  ഉപദേശി

Sujith Dan Mammen

UST Global Trivandrum


വാരാന്ത്യ അവധിക്കു നാട്ടിൽ ചെന്നപ്പോൾ തന്നെ മുറ്റത്തു ക്ലോസപ്പ് പുഞ്ചിരിയുമായി ദിവാകരൻ അമ്മാവൻ നില്കുന്നു.

"ആ ...ഈ വഴിയൊക്കെ അറിയാമോ ?"

അമ്മാവൻ രാവിലെ തന്നെ ചൊറിയാൻ തയാറായി ആണ് നിൽപ്പ്.

"അതെന്താ അമ്മാവാ..ഇത് എൻ്റെ വീടല്ലേ..തിരക്കായതോണ്ട് ഇടക്കെ വരൂ എന്ന് വെച്ച് വഴി ഒന്നും മറന്നിട്ടില്ല."

അമ്മാവൻ ഒരു വലിയ തമാശ കേട്ടത് പോലെ ചിരിച്ചു

" അല്ല ...സാവിത്രിയേച്ചി ഇവിടെ ഒറ്റയ്ക്കാണ്..ആ ബോധം വല്ലതും നിനക്കുണ്ടോ? ഈ വീട്ടിൽ നിന്ന് ബസ് പിടിച്ചു ജോലിക്കു പോയി വന്നാൽ നിനക്കും നല്ലതല്ലേ? വാടക കൊടുക്കണ്ട, വീട്ടിലെ ഭക്ഷണം കഴിക്കാം , നീ ഇങ്ങനെ ഒരു മണ്ടൻ ആയല്ലോ "

രാവിലെ അഞ്ചു നിമിഷം താമസിച്ചു ജോലിക്കു ചെന്നാൽ "ഇറങ്ങാനുള്ള ശുഷ്‌കാന്തി കേറാൻ ഇല്ലല്ലോ രമേഷാ" എന്ന ബോസ്സിന്റെ വാചകം എൻ്റെ ചെവിയിൽ മുഴങ്ങി.

"അമ്മെ ഒരു ചായ " എന്ന് പറഞ്ഞു ഞാൻ അകത്തേക്ക് കയറി.

"ആ..നീ വന്നോ ? നീ വരുമെന്ന് പറഞ്ഞപ്പോൾ ദിവാകരൻ നിന്നെ കണ്ടിട്ടേ പോകൂ എന്ന് ഒറ്റ വാശി." 'അമ്മ മെല്ലെ ഒരു ഗ്ലാസിൽ ചായയുമായി വന്നു.

"അമ്മാവൻ പെട്ടെന്ന് പോകുമോ?"

"അമ്മാവൻ അങ്ങനെ പെട്ടെന്നൊന്നും പോവില്ല." മുറ്റത്തു നിന്ന അമ്മാവൻ വായു വേഗത്തിൽ അകത്തേക്ക് വന്നു.

പെട്ടെന്നു മൊബൈൽ ബെൽ അടിച്ചു.

കൂടെ ജോലി ചെയ്യുന്ന സൗമ്യ ആണ് . ഇന്നലെ ഒരു ഫയൽ അയക്കാം എന്ന് പറഞ്ഞത് തിരക്കിൽ മറന്നു, അതിനാവും.

"ആരാ ഈ സൗമ്യ? ഗേൾ ഫ്രണ്ട് ആണോടാ ? അച്ഛനെ പോയിട്ടുള്ളൂ ..ഞങ്ങൾ ഉത്തിരവാദിത്തപെട്ടവർ ഒക്കെ ഇവിടെ തന്നെ ഉണ്ട് കേട്ടോ. പ്രായം ആകുമ്പോഴേ ഞങ്ങൾ ഒരു പെണ്ണിനെ അങ്ങ് കണ്ടു പിടിച്ചു തരും കേട്ടോ .."

അമ്മാവൻ സ്വന്തം തമാശ ആസ്വദിച്ച് ചിരിച്ചു..എൻ്റെ പെരുവിരൽ മുതൽ ദേഷ്യം അരിച്ചു കയറി..ഫോൺ എടുത്തു ഒരു മൂലയ്ക്ക് മാറി നിന്നു. സൗമ്യ നല്ല ദേഷ്യത്തിൽ ആയിരുന്നു..

"രമേഷാ..ആ ഫയൽ നീ അയച്ചില്ലല്ലോ.അത് കിട്ടാത്തത് കൊണ്ട് എൻ്റെ പണിയും ഇന്നലെ നടന്നില്ല..നീ അത് തിങ്കളാഴ്ച എങ്കിലും തരുമോ ?"

"തരാം..ഇന്നലെ വേറെ കുറെ പണികൾ വന്നോണ്ടാ..ശെരി ആക്കാം"

ദിവാകരൻ അമ്മാവൻ മാനത്തു പറക്കുന്ന കാക്കയുടെ എണ്ണം എടുക്കുന്ന പോലെ ജനലരികിൽ നിന്നു പുറത്തേക്കു നോക്കുന്നുണ്ടെങ്കിലും ചെവിയും ശ്രദ്ധയും എന്നിൽ തന്നെ ആണെന്ന് മനസ്സിലായി.

ഞാൻ ഫോൺ വെച്ചപ്പോൾ തന്നെ അമ്മാവൻ എത്തി..

"പ്രെശ്നം വല്ലതും ഉണ്ടോടാ ? വേണേൽ ഞാൻ ഇടപെടാം..നിനക്ക് എന്തും എന്നോട് പറയാം കേട്ടോ "

അമ്മാവനോട് പറയുന്നതും മലയാള മനോരമ പത്രത്തിൽ പരസ്യം ഇടുന്നതും ഒരു പോലെ ആണല്ലോ എന്ന് പറയാൻ തോന്നി എങ്കിലും ഒന്നും പറഞ്ഞില്ല..

"സാവിത്രിയേച്ചിയെ ..കുറച്ചു ചൂട് വെള്ളം ഇങ്ങു എടുത്തോ ..വല്ലാത്ത ദാഹം.."

ഇത്രയും പറഞ്ഞു അമ്മാവൻ പത്രവും എടുത്തു ഇറയത്തെ ചാരുകസേരയിൽ ഇരുപ്പായി.

"പെണ്ണ് ചെറുക്കന് ജ്യൂസ് കൊടുത്തു കൊന്നെന്നു..രമേഷാ ജ്യൂസ് ഒന്നും ആരുടെയും കൈയിൽ നിന്നു വാങ്ങി കുടിക്കല്ലേ.."

അമ്മാവൻ വിടുന്ന മട്ടില്ല..

"രമേശാ.." അടുക്കളയിൽ നിന്നു അമ്മയുടെ വിളി വന്നു

അകത്തേക്ക് ചെന്നതും 'അമ്മ തിളക്കുന്ന വെള്ളം ഒരു ഗ്ലാസ്സിലേക്കു മാറ്റുക ആയിരുന്നു..

"എടാ ഇതൊന്നു രണ്ടു മിനിറ്റ് കഴിഞ്ഞു അമ്മാവന് കൊടുക്കണേ.."

"ആ കൊടുത്തേക്കാം ..അമ്മാവൻ ഇന്ന് എന്താ ഈ വഴിക്കു ?"

"നിന്നോട് പറഞ്ഞില്ലേ ?"

"എന്ത് പറയാൻ?"

'അമ്മ മെല്ലെ ചിരിച്ചു

"ദേ അമ്മെ..ഒന്നാമതേ അമ്മാവന്റെ ചൊറി കാരണം ഇവിടെ മനുഷ്യൻ വട്ടായി ഇരിക്കുവാ..എന്തുവാ കാര്യം?"

"എടാ അമ്മാവന്റെ മോളില്ലേ..ഗ്രീഷ്മ..അവളെ നിനക്ക് കല്യാണം ആലോചിക്കാനാ അമ്മാവൻ വന്നത്..നിന്നെ ഇപ്പോൾ കാണാൻ എങ്ങനെ ഉണ്ടെന്നു അറിയാനാ കാത്തു നിന്നത്..നിന്റെ പുതിയ ഫോട്ടോ അവർ ഏതാണ്ട് ഇൻസ്റ്റോയോ ഓൺലൈനോ എന്തോ കണ്ടപ്പോൾ തോന്നിയത്രേ നിനക്ക് നല്ല ജോലി ഒക്കെ ആയി..ഇനി കല്യാണം നടത്താലോ എന്ന്.."

എൻ്റെ ഓർമ്മകൾ ഒരു ഏഴു വര്ഷം പിന്നിലേക്ക് പാഞ്ഞു. ഗ്രീഷ്മയും ഞാനും അന്ന് ഒരു കോളേജിൽ ആണ് പഠിക്കുന്നത്..ഒരിക്കൽ ഞാൻ അവളോട് ചിരിച്ചു സംസാരിച്ചു എന്ന് പറഞ്ഞു അമ്മാവൻ അവളെ വഴക്കു പറഞ്ഞു.."അവന്റെ പഞ്ചാര കേട്ട് ഇളിച്ചോണ്ടു നിക്കണ്ട..കടം കയറിയ കുടുംബമാ..ഇവനെ ഒന്നും അടുപ്പിക്കണ്ട..അകന്ന ബന്ധമാ എന്ന് കരുതി പാമ്പിനെ തോളിൽ ഇടേണ്ട "

കാലത്തിന്റെ ഒരു മാറ്റമേ..കടങ്ങൾ തീർത്തു സ്ഥിര വരുമാനം ആയപ്പോൾ ബന്ധുക്കൾ ഒക്കെ തല പൊക്കി തുടങ്ങി

"നീ എന്തുവാടേ നിന്നു ദിവാസ്വപ്നം കാണുന്നെ? " അമ്മയുടെ ശബ്ദം എന്നെ പെട്ടെന്നു ഞെട്ടിച്ചു

"എയ് ഒന്നുമില്ല..ഞാൻ അമ്മാവന് പെട്ടെന്നു വെള്ളം കൊടുക്കട്ടെ "

ഞാൻ വെള്ളവുമായി ചെന്നപ്പോൾ അമ്മാവൻ പത്രത്തിന്റെ അകം താളുകൾ ഇരുത്തി വായിക്കുക ആയിരുന്നു..

"ഇതെന്താ അമ്മാവാ നാളെ പരീക്ഷ ആണോ ?"

അമ്മാവൻ മെല്ലെ പത്രം താഴ്ത്തി..

"അതെന്താടാ അങ്ങനെ ഒരു ചോദ്യം ?"

"അല്ല അമ്മാവന്റെ ശ്രദ്ധ കണ്ടു ചോദിച്ചതാ ..അമ്മാവൻ എന്തോ ആലോചന ഒക്കെ കൊണ്ട് വന്നു എന്ന് കേട്ടല്ലോ "

അമ്മാവന്റെ മുഖത്തു തെല്ലൊരു ജാള്യത വന്നു..

"ആ...അത് അമ്മാവന്മാർ ആകുമ്പോൾ കുറച്ചു ഉത്തരവാദിത്തം ഒക്കെ കാണിക്കും ..ഗ്രീഷ്മക്കു എൻ്റെ അതെ സ്വഭാവം ആണ്.അവൾ ആകുമ്പോൾ ഇവിടെ സാവിത്രിയേച്ചിക്ക് ഒരു കൂട്ടും ആകും..അവൾക്കു ഇവിടെ അടുത്തുള്ള കോളേജിൽ ആണ് ഇപ്പോൾ ജോലി കിട്ടിയേക്കുന്നെ..നിനക്കും ഇവിടുന്നു പോയി വരാലോ ."

ദേഷ്യം എന്തോ തികട്ടി വന്നപ്പോൾ ഞാൻ പറഞ്ഞു : " കടം കയറി നട്ടം തിരിഞ്ഞപ്പോൾ ഒരു കുമ്മാവനെയും ഈ വഴി കണ്ടിട്ടില്ല..മിണ്ടാതെ വന്ന വഴി വിട്ടോണം..പ്രായത്തിന്റെ ബഹുമാനം ഞാൻ തന്നിട്ടുണ്ട്..ഇനി ചൊറി വർത്തമാനവും കൊണ്ട് ഈ വഴി എങ്ങാനും വന്നാൽ ചൂട് വെള്ളം എടുത്തു ഞാൻ മുഖത്തു ഒഴിക്കും..അപ്പോൾ അമ്മാവൻ ഇന്ന് തന്നെ പോകുവല്ലേ..ഈ വെള്ളം അങ്ങ് കുടിക്കു.."

ഞെട്ടി നിൽക്കുന്ന അമ്മാവന്റെ കൈയിലേക്ക് ഗ്ലാസ്സ് നൽകി പോകുമ്പോൾ ചെയ്തത് ശെരിയോ തെറ്റോ എന്നല്ല..കുറെ പഴ ഓർമ്മകൾ ആണ് മനസ്സിൽ മിന്നി മാഞ്ഞത് .

Srishti-2022   >>  Poem - English   >>  RAYS OF HOPE

George Manamel

UST Trivandrum


Some new hope, some new dreams

Rays of an intense desire gleaming from the far

Behind those walls, I still hear

Someone greedily calling me back,

I'm not so keen on counting my own footprints

I can't be alone, I can't wait when nothing to share

My ears numbed by the cries for justice

No time to confess, I'm leaving everything behind

I've got to go; I keep moving on ...


The rays turned blue!

Like, I'm standing where an ocean begins

This can be a change, for better or for worse

I need to be more conscious of this

No moments to lose, as we're all passing through

An escape from those bitter past!

Till no more lessons are left incomplete

I wish to keep moving on ...


No blossoms, no blooms,

The rays turned so brown!

No shade, none to pamper

These torn shoelaces, these broken bottles,

reminds me of those who struggled like me in the past

It's all red; blood stains on my flag!

When these pains survive, rays of hope sprout!

These sharp grasses can't hurt me anymore

I'm too late; I keep moving on ...


Rays turning flambeaus, far away those crowd

A fire flaming in my goals, slogans ahead

darkness runs like a coward,

tends to flee when the rays flash!

I'm feeling burnt, like I am closer...,

Too close to my destiny!

Srishti-2022   >>  Poem - English   >>  My Beautiful Dream

Indrajith Shibu

GD innovative Solutions

My Beautiful Dream

There is a beauty in silent love


A beauty that hesitates to say even though we know that we like each other.


The beauty of love symbols interwoven in all the letters sent!


The beauty of glancing through letters sent only to you whenever you don't see them.


The beauty of letters woven for them despite their busy schedule.


A beauty waiting for each other just for a word of love!


You were the most beautiful dream I ever had!!


The piece of life I found from the last breath of my loses!


When the beginning and the end of memories are in you...


Unconsciousness is just a mask that I put on in front of you!


I have written this dream of you for the future lives,


So I keep fooling myself and walk with your memories in my chest with every step!!!

Srishti-2022   >>  Poem - English   >>  My life, My world

Soumya Xavier

UST Kochi

My life, My world

Holding your hands I could remember

The day you helped me glow my ember

The day when our souls met

Fulfilling the dreams not achieved yet


Every second my heart was anxious

Still each moment was precious

The journey was not simple

But your thoughts made it dwindle


Touching you my tiny, for the first time

I felt sense of elation for the lifetime

For me, love towards you is my fuel

My lil, you will be always my jewel


Oh sweety, when you touched my finger

With your little hands so tender

Tears rolled down from my eyes

Making promises to be kept until I demise


I may not be the perfect mom

But I will do the best as known

I will be always by your side my dear

In all your needs, pulling out your fear


I thought I gave you my life

But the truth is that you are my life

In future I don't know who you will be

But remember, I would be your lee


Holding your hands today, I could say

Everyday you make my day

Hey darling, I was your home once

And you are my world, ever since

Srishti-2022   >>  Poem - English   >>  Spring to Fall


Digital mesh

Spring to Fall

Spring is in love with autumn,

hot summer stands between spoils

the flower gifts spring offers for



Autumn gets faded leafs and

no traces of flowers. 

Still it makes the tree leaves yellow to make a belief that spring is with



He adds colors to leaves then

sadly realise that spring is not with

him, she is still a season a way,

autumn hides his tears by making

the leafs fall. 


Then winter comes as a chil breeze. 

It make the soil and air ready for another start by covering it with snow .

Winter does it's duty with an inner guilt

of being in a place not meant

for her.


Winter leaves, then spring

comes with its earlier dumes and

make the green fields filled with

flowers and lefts by leaving her

strong fragrance that autumn might

receive a season latter.

Srishti-2022   >>  Poem - English   >>  Linta

Krishna Chandran K R

Saasvaap Techies Pvt Ltd



Woke up in the middle of the night

I was long stuck in the moment

I searched for her here & there

Phoned my friends, relatives & everyone I know

I told myself many times to not cry for you again

but how am I going to end this? I don't know

Still wondering when & how it started.


Maybe i was just too dumb to not realize things

The unbearable pain, the tears, those sleepless nights and the heartache she brings

Maybe i was just blinded by the love for her

I let her ruin my heart and everyday it hurts.


Tonight as I looked at the moonlit with tears on my cheeks

I promise to forget her and move on which I can't

Her beauty is within her Love she showered


But finally When I looked at the mirror,

Linta is right behind me Calm & Collected,

whispering in my Ears 'Hey I am here'

Srishti-2022   >>  Poem - English   >>  Ecstasy



A day awakens

A ray of hope injects

Will it be among the clouds!

Optimism will be at stake,

But that’s life dear!!!


Empty at heart,

Didn’t bother to take it away,

Still it swept by,

I didn’t knew that it was draining

Under my feet,

It was late

Very late.


A day awakens

A ray of hope injects.


I was saddened

By the sudden disappearance,

It’s the sheer presence

That moulded me

It engulfed me,

I’m still on the ground!!!


A day awakens

A ray of hope injects


I’m still continuing….

 my journey

Two stars that twinkles

The whole day, makes my life

Shining brighter!!!



With folded hands

I begged for,

But I didn’t get alms….

I knew it wasn’t my fault,

But still fingers

Directed at me…..

Made me miserable.




Yet above all the hues

Laid a cocoon

Wanting to burst out

To mesmerize the world,

It hurts a lot


Nobody was there to soothe….!!


A day awakens

A ray of hope injects

Will it be among the clouds!

Optimism will be at stake,

But that’s life dear!!!…

Srishti-2022   >>  Poem - English   >>  Goodbye My Love

Sindhu Ashok Kumar

Envestnet Trivandrum

Goodbye My Love

I had no idea what it was like to be in love...

Then from across the sands of time

You came, my prince with gallons of love!

Our days together were blissful thereafter

Every thought shared, every smile treasured

Every tear wiped and every secret each other's'.

But isn't life anything but predictable?

Everything went wrong in an eye's blink

And you left as quietly as you came,

Without even telling me what to do

Without the world that was you!


Trust me, its hurts less to get killed

Than live this way...

You are really gone, aren't you?

As I rot in my own hell, I ask why?

As I choke on my own tears,

As I die a little every day,

I realize it was all a lie.

Yes, now I know that,

You didn’t even look back once.


I know I should hate you

For what you have done

For everything you took away.

For the heart you broke,

The soul you crushed,

The dreams you tainted,

The corpse you left.

But alas, I don't.


I still love you,

It is still your scent that I breathe,

Your face that I search in every crowd

Your eyes in which I hide every time

When I am scared to look ahead.

It hurts so much that I still love you

As you don't deserve it anymore.


Here, I am letting you go

Like you wanted...

I am forgiving you

Like you begged for...

Remember, I will never forget though...

Some day you will know what you lost...

Don't you dare, dare haunt me then...

As there is no going back now...

This is it - goodbye my love!!

Srishti-2022   >>  Poem - English   >>  My Love

Arjun Das

Valorem Reply

My Love

In my dream I saw her,

far away a purple aura.

The background stayed white,

pious in sight

unblemished, shimmering in moonlight.

Twisting, turning, and trembling

deep inside, you help me reclaim

innocence once lost.


Holding you excites me, unvoiced

but thy soul to mine is vised.

Be with me till my almanac,

command me, console me, pamper me

My love, stay with me

till death do us apart.

Srishti-2022   >>  Poem - English   >>  Freedom of Vengeance

Surya C G

UST Trivandrum

Freedom of Vengeance

Dark were those days.

The days, bars were my companions

Yet calm was my ocean,

Still sweating for another scream.


My mind was loud, sitting in silence.

Deep silence, piercing my ears

Delicale was she, my lass, my little girl,

Whose petals withered, behind those mighty arms.


In lieu of laving her mind and body,

Let go of her own breath and beats.

Massive were them, gleaming with eyes of content,

Aught remorse of crumbling my beloved.


Strolling free in the streets,

In search of their next victim.

Black fire raving in their eyes,

Rumbling thunder beating in their steps.


Embracing my flawsome self,

Marked myself as their next victim.

Chaotic joy rushing through my veins,

Poisonous vengeance erupting in my eyes.


Transforming from my tranquil self,

Here I am with a macabre gaze!

Deep wrath of yore piling up,

To sacrifice life for my loved one.


Impersonating deep passion and lust,

I open my arms for my invaders.

Divine rapture echoing in my mind,

To witness my foes crumbling in pain!


Beautiful are these days.

The days bars are my companions.

Relishing mindful freedom in the dungeon.

Serene freedom of revenge!

Srishti-2022   >>  Poem - English   >>  Killing me Softly

Sujith Dan Mammen

UST Trivandrum

Killing me Softly

Between the tubes and noises,

I could hear the voice of nurses,

I could feel my insides burning,

That's the pact of love that's churning.


What's that feeling in my throat?

My minds like a sinking boat,

Could the juice I drank be poison,

My mind is clueless and all I see is crimson.


The giggles that made me smile all day,

Turned me up in tubes, withering all day.

The hand that held me deep in hugs,

Has given me death, her mind like the thugs.


The message she sent made me cry.

Her voice was deep and about to cry.

Still I trust the smile and words she told,

Dreaming life, shining as gold.


My hands are numb, the needles prick

Her acts and deeds, which side to pick?

Smiling and holding me on an end of the rope

Asking me to leave, the other end of my hope.


My heart pumps hard, the monitors beep,

Millions of flash, averting my sleep.

My thoughts are quite vivid or am I sinking,

The pain is rising, my eyes are blinking.


Flashes of anger, words of despair,

Words of my family, in it so much fear.

The burning in my stomach has grown again,

like a small flame, beginning to reign.


Still feeling the sting on my tongue,

I was naive about love, cool and young.

When asked to taste the bitter juice,

I had it all as she was my muse.


The blinking eyes, forerunner of death,

Excited I was, giving way to mirth;

When we roamed the roads, under the sun,

My mind was free and ready for fun.


Ridiculed by all, I cared for none,

All I want now is to feel the sun;

Is it dark or is it day?

Am I to be the darkest prey?


I can feel my life lifting away,

Breath is trembling, body just sway,

My prayer was to make hers come true,

Now when they turn true, my body is turning blue.


When love was on a side of the balancing scale,

Money and luxury creeping on the other scale,

Adamant as I was to prove the love I had,

Never once I thought, intentions were bad.


With every loving word, a scorpion hid,

To strike at the chance, waiting for its bid;

The world is for winners, with money and fake,

The rest of us are losers, always ready to break.


I thought of the dreams till death do us part,

But in her heart, she was already apart;

Killing me softly with bottles of juice,

Never did I know that it was a noose.


No blames, no words, as I part the world,

For I leave to you the joys of the world;

Hope the rest will think my plight,

Before they jump in love, which is a fight.

Srishti-2022   >>  Poem - English   >>  The Imprisonment Cry..

Aiswarya Chandrasekharan

Allianz Technologies

The Imprisonment Cry..

What is this jail bar

Prisoning me ?

Move ,the heart said

Think, the head said

But wait , the world said.

Was I born for this ?

The question seems to haunt me

Every time.. Everywhere..

Even my sleeps keeps me asking

And Sometimes yes,

I am dumb to answer them

Or even pretend as deaf to escape


Bitterly cold in my ways

I think upon where are these leading to ?

Or is it just the querrness of my mind

Where in my life has I really ended to

And why is my life still

In love with imprisonment of no change

But being a loyal slave everytime ??


Why is this jail bar not breaking ?

Oh lord, what are you up to..

I just don't understand you and the destiny

Do you enjoy playing with me ??

Or are you upto free me for better

For the bail of my life's good deeds

I had left and for those still in action....

When will this bars break..??

Srishti-2022   >>  Poem - English   >>  The Mask

Divya Rose R

Oracle India Pvt Ltd

The Mask

They say the face of the world has changed

But I do not see much difference

They say it is suffocating

Good that I am used to it for years

They say everyone seems alike

Isn’t it a good thing?

They say so many things

Now, it’s time for me to say


When I covered my face

They called me a terrorist

Now the world doesn’t have a choice

They don’t even notice me

I can walk freely in public

Without the fear of my religious beliefs

They are only concerned whether I am sick

I feel happy with the change that has come


I don’t know how long this will last

They will mock me once the shield is gone

They will uncover their sharpest weapon

To rip me apart and tear me down

Until then I am free to be myself

But the taste of freedom will not last long

For when the darkness unveils itself

My mask will be questioned again

Srishti-2022   >>  Poem - English   >>  Waters of the Twilight

Ashwin Abraham

Allianz Technology

Waters of the Twilight

Glistening and motioning silently, they are,

Like the white pearls upon the evening moon’s face.

Standing still, witness to countless tales and fables,

Living on forever, something like an everlasting maze.


Love and warmth nourish the aching soul within,

As gentle raindrops nurturing a budding sapling.

Pain and guilt wrack the restless mind,

As the desert heat burns for the fiery withering.


Uphold and cherish her with all my being, I did.

Caressing her golden locks, ever so tenderly.

Whispering sweet nothings into her delicate ears,

Dreaming of an undying bond, always longingly.


Eons passed, universes died and was reborn,

Somewhere far away, hearts long lost, kindle like dying embers.

Cocooned for eternity, never to be broken again,

Echoing our love story, upon the waters of the twilight.

Srishti-2022   >>  Poem - Malayalam   >>  താളം മറന്ന മനസ്സ്

Suvas. S

UST Trivandrum

താളം മറന്ന മനസ്സ്

അടയാളമില്ലാതെ അകലുന്നു പകലുകൾ

തുഴയെടുത്തെറിയുന്ന അലകൾ പോലെ 

അനുവാദമില്ലാതെ അലയുന്നു മാനസം

ആശ്വമേധത്തിലെ കുതിര പോലെ


ഉറ്റവരെല്ലാരും ഒറ്റ തിരിഞ്ഞുപോയി

എത്തുകില്ലാരും ഇനി ഒത്തൊരു കൂരയിൽ

അർദ്ധബോധത്തിന്റെ വന്യമാം പാതയിൽ എത്തിയോ മറ്റൊരു അന്യനായ് മാറി ഞാൻ


അടുപ്പം പറഞ്ഞെന്റെ അരികത്തു വന്നവർ

അടക്കം പറഞ്ഞു തിരികെ നടക്കവെ

കണ്ണെത്തുമകലത്തു കാഴ്ച്ചക്ക് നിന്നവർ

എന്തോ പറഞ്ഞു പൊട്ടിച്ചിരിക്കവെ 


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