Sumitra Mishra (nee Balakrishnan)
Sumitra Mishra (nee Balakrishnan) Poems
Feather-light, dust of time's decay,
In memories' grip, we find our way,
Beneath the starlist-laden sky,
Waves of longing in my mind's eye.
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In the still of night, I find myself in query,
Is this urban ‘abode' indeed, or just a ghostly theory?
Where do the echoes of familiar sounds now dwell?
Gossip, giggles, and huddling stories we used to tell.
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Sumitra Mishra (nee Balakrishnan) Biography
Educator, dreamer, poet. A pinch of positivity, Irony, hope & Satire. Bold enough to use my voice, brave enough to listen to my heart, strong enough to live the life imagined.)
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Too Much, Too Fast
Feather-light, dust of time's decay,
In memories' grip, we find our way,
Beneath the starlist-laden sky,
Waves of longing in my mind's eye.
Heady, intoxicating, these recollections,
A solitary figure in life's intersections,
Lost within the fields of golden rye,
Where nostalgia and solitude intertwine.
Each feather, a whisper of days long past,
In the dust, their stories forever cast,
Glimmering stars above, a cosmic sea,
Yet in my head, these waves will be.
Alone, I stand, 'midst the amber sea,
In the rye of memories, just me,
A critical heart, aching to know,
Where did those fleeting moments go?
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