An evocative, inward-looking poem, by Monika, exclusively for Different Truths

Let me remain a poet, 
verses etched on my soul. 
 
Artistry ebbing from 
the corners of my heart,
wishing to soothe some nerves
with rhythmic flow.
 
Let the words pirouette 
as if enacting a waltz.
Blossoming love with
each wee sway.
 
Esse ensuing like a freshet
tender, yet with a gush.
Playful and enigmatic
even so making its way.
 
Wish my odes be born
rather than framed, 
to sing for themselves 
and lover’s delight.
 
I live with the truth that
Art oft shapes;
when Artist's heart bleed,
of agony ... of amity.

Illustration by the poet

Monika Ajay Kaul

Born in the breathtakingly beautiful vale of Kashmir, Monika had her schooling there. A postgraduate in Business Management, an academician by profession, she is an art history enthusiast, writes poetry, short stories and paints. An avid reader, mostly biographies and autobiographies. Giving wings to her imagination through beautiful colours and words, she sings and has a following on YouTube.

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