Pritha Lal's Pritha's Pomes
Once in a while, I get these spurts of desire to rhyme every
word in the English language. Some happen by pure luck, some
by rote alliteration.
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The 3 wishes
Three new blooms in the middle of nowhere, Made me pause, and most unceremoniously stare. Was there a rhythm here, and maybe music unheard ? Was there a story, a poem, or just an unspoken word…...
8 Years Ago
To be..
I have nothing new to offer you, said my day to me. Nothing to inspire, no huge earth shattering epiphany. There is no rain song, nor is a new tulip in bloom. I feel much like an empty chair,…...
8 Years Ago
My questions to the Universe
Do you see what I see? A blue sky, amidst the starkness? Do you hear what I hear ? Song birds, that can shatter darkness? Do you feel what I feel ? That there isn’t anything hope can’t …...
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An elephant and the 7 blind men A tale too old to forget One felt a wall, the other a rope A pillar was where the third’s opinion set. Argued they did back and forth On what each k…...
8 Years Ago
Ram Navami
He has never inspired me into poetry. He is much too God like. The dutiful son, the righteous king. The faithful husband, the loving brother. His acts of valor don’t make my verse…...
8 Years Ago
Gods love a bit of gratitude
A million gods they say Is less when it comes to #India 33 crores I believe is the magic number, Give or take a #Kali or a #Krishna. They are the sustaining ones though To right wrongs, and f…...
8 Years Ago
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