Inside Out

I write away my sorrow

It is the only way I know.

Spilling ink thicker than blood.

Leaving behind words in place of scars. 

They said, Be the change and the world will follow.

I pretend to be reborn.

I tell myself that I am the change.

And the world did follow,

On Instagram to mock at my expense.

Some people see a few familiar faces and call it home.

What if I need to look at hearts and not faces?

When I look through those chunks of rock

Will I still be able to tell them apart?

This mind of mine colourfully black and white,

Scatters them into piles of two

They all judge me for my depth

Some look at my pockets and some my poetry. 

© Abirami

Eclipsed by Love

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They say, a long time ago,

When the world had just begun,

The moon fell for the blazing sun.

Every day she chased him into the light,

For when the night fell, he was hardly in sight.

The way he glided past the skies,

He gave her butterflies.

Hoping she has the courage someday, for now she faded away.

© Abirami

Brevity 

Paint me a pretty picture, not with colours but words. 

Sing me a song of love, not with words but gentle notes.

Write me a note of admiration, not with love but perfection.

Give me a life of joy, not with perfection but tenderness.

Wish me a death of peace, not with tenderness but hope.

© Abirami


Brevity – the quality of expressing much in a few words.

Winter is here!

When its all pouring rain and cloudy days,

And the truant sun is rarely ablaze.

When mornings are as dark as the night,

And there isn’t the slightest bit of green in sight. 

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When the north wind howls in humble tones,

Through snowy homes and shivering bones.

No children play in the park,

And everything is just too cold and dark. 

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Then came a man dressed in red,

With a belly full of jelly and a laugh so merry.

The darkest of  nights, twinkled in Christmas lights.

Trees are decked with presents, and our hearts are content. 

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Homes are neither cold nor lonely,

When they’re blessed with the warmth of family.

And if you think of the happy carollers and their songs,

Suddenly, winter doesn’t seem so long!

© Abirami