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
Jai Hitachiin on October 07, 2018:
whoah this is deep
Kshipra Pal (author) on October 06, 2018:
Than you DaTa !
DaTa Projects from Philippines on October 05, 2018:
Kshipra Pal (author) on October 04, 2018:
Thank you Tavleen !
Tanveen Kaur Senbhi on October 04, 2018:
This is beautiful
Kshipra Pal (author) on October 03, 2018:
Thankyou Mark for nice words! Feels great to know that you liked it
Sneha richard on October 02, 2018:
Annu Srijan on October 02, 2018:
Loved it !
Bhangari dada on October 02, 2018:
Wonderful mind blowing .
Mark Tulin from Palm Springs, California on October 01, 2018:
Crisp and beautiful.