Kshipra is a student pursuing masters from JNU, India. She loves reading and writing poetry and wants to publish her poems someday.
A few of them, topsy turvied and flung
the others passed into the urn,
Catapulting like they've acquired wings
Ubiquitious, unbolting the marges of a hinge
Whom do I see along myself?
Without rotating the spheres of my neck!
Whom do i find in wild yawning mirages
Along those strides of my footsteps!
Who snorts when thunder falls
Who smiles when curtains turn
If the silence was instigated by the tides
Who created the yappings in the urns,
I bid goodbye! Who made these cinctures
Unto which a soul rises, sorted and sintered!
© 2018 Kshipra Pal