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I began writing ‘Spilling Silence’ as postcard-poems from experiences relegated to my memory, but it soon expanded into a commentary on the times we are living in. They are as much my words, as a reflection of the thoughts that remain unsaid for so many of us.

Zero

Life could be a zero… or it could be a whole. When you choose to face the sun… the shadows will always fall behind.

Poetry to me is mostly cathartic. Helps to clear spaces in my mind. After a month of bringing up emotions and letting the words flow, I am devoid of feelings that stagnated, crowded, weighed down my heart, blocked the mind… And now I finally sense an emptiness… a lightness… As if the wounds of life have healed… Making me whole again… Bringing life to a full circle… Zero state.


And just like that
The angst,
The anxiety,
The dread
Of life
And its losses
Are emptied
Like pockets turned
Inside out
The catharsis done
Life turns a full circle
A zero if you will
So I might start afresh.

Year of the Virus

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With Covid deaths in India touching alarming numbers, history will remember 2021 as the Year of the Virus. And my only hope is that we learn from the pain of losing those we loved, and imbibe the self discipline of masking up and social distancing to keep everyone safe.

Year of the Virus

Warnings about the second wave were always in the air,
But no-one wanted to believe, calling them just a scare,
Now we are caught unprepared,
Falling prey to the virus snare,
And still needing to be told to mask up to avoid a third flare…

Jyotsna Atre

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Xenophobia

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Xenophobia: Fear or hatred of strangers or foreigners or of anything foreign or strange. (noun)

Xenophobia

Xenophobia

Both were humans like you and me,
Yet they were different, as different can be,
She wore a bindi, he wore a cap,
She folded her hands, he prayed on his knees,
Imprisoned within cages of xenophobia,
And that was their only similarity.

Jyotsna Atre

This post is a part of the Blogchatter A2Z challenge