Monthly Archives: September 2014

Poem: Breathing Love

I turn around so you won’t see my tears,
The hand you’re holding is losing balance,
Broken before due to tainted past,
And might crush again if it doesn’t spell faith.

They said I’ve changed,
But I don’t believe it,
I laugh like I’ve never did,
Even before I was hurt so badly,
Will you continue to stay?

White is when you’re at the door,
Amber stitches my heart
reversing the free-falling of noir-like
shooting stars across the intergalactic.


Poem: Light Heart

My system aches watching
the blood swallowing the moon.
Your nasalized voice closing
the callow generation gap.

It’s not your fault when
I can’t trust the society and
the way things have been dealt.
My heart of crumpled paper
speaks with little faith.

Micropoetry #20

There’ll come a day, where
We don’t need an X-Ray.
Because our heart
is made of syllabus.
Seems like we’ve known each other
long before we met.

Micropoetry #19

Dear my love, I heart the moment
when you come home, where
I’ll hop into your arms, and
My lips are on yours,
while you’re touching my face.

Micropoetry #18

Steaming coffee leaving its mouthpiece,
Chicken and cheese smoking in the oven,
Licking jelly of petroleum gloss, with
out your kiss on my skin

Today —

I see bullet holes
above the velvet sky
with starry starry fingers pointing. And then
before I knew you were shrinking.

Micropoetry #17

Seeking solace in fantasy,
Never he will hurt me,
Nor he expects the best of me,
Thinking if this love is easy.

Micropoetry #16

When someone’s on medication,
All spoken words are not true,
Sick to the core; with incurable disease,
A lover mould by you in robotic disorder.

Random Musings

Poetry by Pooja Alok


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Sincerely, Shalom

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Damyanti Biswas is an author, blogger, animal-lover, spiritualist. Her work is represented by Ed Wilson from the Johnson & Alcock agency. When not pottering about with her plants or her aquariums, you can find her nose deep in a book, or baking up a storm.