The Map

“A ship that sails without a compass will get lost at sea.” ― Matshona Dhliwayo First Published in the Writer Cafe's Magazine Issue 16   The cluttered thoughts  in my tangled mind begging for the sunshine to  make their way through the cobwebs of uncertainty and slippery steps of the doubts I precariously chose my … Continue reading The Map

The Map

“A ship that sails without a compass will get lost at sea.” ― Matshona Dhliwayo   The cluttered thoughts  in my tangled mind begging for the sunshine to  make their way through the cobwebs of uncertainty and slippery steps of the doubts I precariously chose my way out of here through the dark alleys of … Continue reading The Map

Listen closely

“Knowing yourself is the beginning of all wisdom.”  ---Aristotle As I grow old or rather mature with each passing year I strongly feel that all the incidents, big or small, happening in the world around us changes us a little bit. We keep changing from the person we were born as. Every little joy, happiness, anger, frustration, … Continue reading Listen closely

Sky

This poem is fourth in the anthology of the poems based on the five elements. Please read the previous ones, if you haven't. Space--The Space element represents the sky, but inside our body, represents the exit points - like ears, nostrils, and mouth. According to our Hindu culture, once the soul exits the body after death … Continue reading Sky

Guest Barista Megha Sood: Saintly

Third time is a charm, they say. Got my third poem published on the literary collective GoDogGocafe.

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Megha 3

Failed virtues of the people today
nothing can be fixed
going to church every day
You’re Catholic
and I’m pious
and we still have our fingers
dipped in the blood
of our desires
What makes you more saintly than me I ask
Oh! I pray and confess twice in the last pass
I repent my sins
and donate to charity
to evade taxes
cause I can’t stand in the stinky lines
of the soup kitchen
to feel those empty glances
I’m looking at the God
and still stripping you with my eyes
they say I’m a man of cloth
who has burned every desire
Lighting up candles
kneeling to make my wishes come true
I can kill a person’s desire to live
but I can make a saint out of you.
Reading the holy scriptures
and accepting the truth in the gospel
we are camouflaging so beautifully
hiding the devil…

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