Erratic
When you feel me the way I’m ,
You’ll find a dark blank passage, you’ve to find my love beneath the drenched wings of the bird that lost its nest!
That’s the right way you’ll find my love for you,untouched, preserved!!
Author: Sonali Chanda
Completing her Post Graduation in English Literature with her special paper on Figure of Speech, she pursued her degree in
Wildlife and Landscape photography from Delhi School of Photography
Her debut Travelogue LADAKH showcased vivid images and landscapes of the Forbidden land LADAKH .
Her novella "Love's faint Echoes "published in 2020 ,October which received eye catching reviews!
Her many poems published in Spillwords, Fasihimagazine, and so many web magazines!
Granduer
That long four years, not even so long,
Meanwhile, so many Springs, Winters ,Summers stepped in,
Autumns shredded leaves, they dispersed,
loved to touch its grandeur,
Rains touched its height and felt honoured,
tapping day and night over its canopy !
Deity of Courage
Bomb threat was there, but she was dare enough not to desert her only shelter, she was preparing her only son to serve as an officer of Indian Army.
She held her head high to bring up her child when her husband’s body was brought to her in coffin box.
How she possessed her brave spirit when her only earning husband welcomed martyr’s death, she couldn’t forget till date.
Carole
I didn’t read anyone, neither did I write for,
May be I’m lunatic much to read him more!
Often we burst in anger upon each other silently,
Often we caress with all our showers that’s seen by none!
I Still Exist!
Now, I hold immense pleasure
with the silence, that spread
over my town, no one is there
to eye on my bruises, I’ve closed
all the possible doors from which
chaos may enter into my ruined home.