Art And Culture


Children cry aloud  

When born to a new world

From the comforts

Of a shore that is serene

A wall built on love,

Benign a place, sacred

A voyage in magic

To a colossal certain realm…

Cushioned in a chamber distinct

Days and in moon day nights

Coyly, smiled on a dream

A journey begins

Celestial the light

Heavenly a glide 

Valliant a commencement

Sun the light, earth the curator

Cry of a newborn,

Almost certain

A season changed 

And river  dried 

Rarely, very rarely

They cry not..

Like me the one who is born en-caul,

Destined not to cry

Benign the guardian armor,

Born unbroken a fate

Tears, no loud cries

Perhaps, shielded for a cause..

Rema Pisharody

Rema Pisharody is a writer from Bangalore. She is an environmentalist and a nature lover. She holds a Masters in Sociology and is a former employee of BPL Corporate Office, Bangalore. Poetry for her is soul search, to find the innermost being. She is one of the prize recipients of the Prestegious Prime India Poetry Contest and Haven International Poetry Contest. She writes on global platforms and now resides in Bangalore. She is on the editorial board of Sarga Women's Magazine and the Vice President of Creative Women.

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