Art And Culture


Tears are not mere droplets

but a rivulet, flowing

from the broken chambers

of a heart that has failed

to hide a shade of pain opaque

or a season of cataclysms.

Like rain drops of monsoon

From a cloud that is frozen

Tears hide deep a sense of sorrow

In myriad shapeless forms

To encircle life for reasons

Known and unknown

To cleanse the inner lesions

To heal to mirror a new image,
To connect to reconnect light rays,

To take in hand a new tender dream,

To hold a wish in silken eye string

Fallen from the banks of a virgin lake

for us to cherish a miracle in our

chaste playhome of childhood…

A  teardrop! a smile and endless hope..


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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