No Man’s Land- a poem

By Anshudha Garimella It’s women’s history month and I was inspired to write the following poem. No Man’s Land I’m in a place so dark and dead Yet I have hope, perhaps I shouldn’t dare Is it really necessary to step on every flower that dares to grow? I’m trying like so many others toContinue reading “No Man’s Land- a poem”

Sepulchral Tones- a poem

by Anshudha Garimella My violin cries sepulchral tones Can you hear them weep? The melancholic minor notes Bleeding a blue so deep There’s a song inside me I can’t stop playing It’s a song of heartbreak, of chagrin of a heart bleeding Sepulchral tones Angels weep when I sing this song Like willows in theContinue reading “Sepulchral Tones- a poem”

Cedarwood

by Anshudha Garimella Nights wrapped up in cashmere We sat by the fire Curled up listening to The sound of crackling fire I can remember the scent of cedarwood As I watched the embers light up the wood Turning flames to smoke The fire danced the dance of red  and blue I’m so glad itContinue reading “Cedarwood”

How Resilient Can One Flower Be?

-Anshudha Garimella The whooshing sound of the wind carries a foreboding gust of melancholy The seeds of hope are also in the wind along with the weeds we do not need Everything is at risk How resilient can one flower be? She’s in the wind the storm is destroying every pretty petal and every delicateContinue reading “How Resilient Can One Flower Be?”

I blame the moon for my mistakes…..

-Anshudha Garimella There’s mysteries in the sky But I don’t believe that the lines on our hands, show us to the galaxies perched up high You and I, we do have a cosmic map in our minds That entwines around our nerves In the form of our thoughts They shoot out of our consciousness andContinue reading “I blame the moon for my mistakes…..”

The Autumn Leaf

(Poem- by Anshudha Garimella) When the leaves are bleeding their emerald hues lovers of summer feel the blues We see the leaves lose their colours but they don’t lose their emeralds in a second. Just to prolong our pain the green starts fading slowly so we can see our summer fade and feel the airContinue reading “The Autumn Leaf”

Lilac

-anshudha garimella Lilac drips down the sky Around the clouds, it entwines Enveloping the atmosphere You can find the dreamers there Their hopes and their songs Interlace with the pastel colours of their dreams Lilac falls from the sky To soothe the ones with weary eyes It’s been a lonely night Seeing things in blackContinue reading “Lilac”

daisy chains on summer days

A poem by Anshudha Garimella I’m in love with daisy chains on summer days little daisies float on my lemonade Just like a citrus breeze summer does not stay But the taste of oranges is the ambrosial nectar of an amber sunset The crushed strawberries and cherries rest at the bottom of my summer wineContinue reading “daisy chains on summer days”