Chaitra Sukumaran
Abstract Drama
I wish I had the touch of love,
And to be succumbed by its aura.
Then, when it grows like cancerous cells,
I would be choked by its embracing wings.
Finding Balan...
Forgiving
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To be touched...
What If ...
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There Was No ...
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Winter
Hurts the world’s voices when, shattering the poor heart Alive we are, but dead when every corner... Hurts the world’s voices when, shattering the poor heart Alive we are, but de...
My poem has letters and alphabets, To make my poem light in weight, My poem has letters and alphabets, To make my poem light in weight,
Emerging from the comfortable darkness, To a fraying, fluttering light outside, Emerging from the comfortable darkness, To a fraying, fluttering light outsid...
Such a beautiful gift given by nature.. Such a beautiful gift given by nature..
Giver of givings and creator of all creations. Giver of givings and creator of all creations.
In this intense ocean fulfilled with life, let's dive deeper and deeper, In this intense ocean fulfilled with life, let's dive deeper and deeper,
A bundle of joy unwrapped, With a promise of jubilation, A bundle of joy unwrapped, With a promise of jubilation,
Be a rotten picture on someone’s goddamned wall. Be a rotten picture on someone’s goddamned wall.
Nice Nice
Shadows of smeared grey afloat in a dusky eve. Bella, can you hear the sound of candles burning? Shadows of smeared grey afloat in a dusky eve. Bella, can you hear the sound of ...
May their faces be filled with smiles. May their faces be filled with smiles.
She was petite, with long hair neatly combed into a bun, Her eyes always carried the burden of he... She was petite, with long hair neatly combed into a bun, Her eyes always carr...
“The bell above started to chime” “The bell above started to chime”
Walking past a temple, heard the bells ring, In glory of you mother we stand here and sing. Walking past a temple, heard the bells ring, In glory of you mother we stand ...
The sweet night, When moon doth shining bright The sweet night, When moon doth shining bright
Nice.. Nice..
At times when my eyes are wet, When it’s about time for sun set, At times when my eyes are wet, When it’s about time for sun set,
Nobody knocks runs in scare As volcano eruption ... Nobody knocks runs in scare As volcano eruption ...
she is the jack of all the trades. she is the jack of all the trades.
Now had faded, stripped off light... Now had faded, stripped off light...
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