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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Pixie dust
Passion's prey
Teenage fiction
High school odyssey
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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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