Poetry

June 8, 2018 Poetry , POETRY / FICTION

Maureen Barlin photo

 

By

Sheena Pillai Singh

 

 

 

Introspect

 

 

Somewhere someone asked me

“Which’s your favorite flower?”

And when I said Roses,

they told me there are thorns.

 

I said they are how you feel them.

 

If you allow them to flourish,

they are flowers for a Queen.

 

If you see them as thorns,

You won’t see the beauty,

but a stem which never grows.

 Just the way you see around.

Clear your viewing glasses

You’ll see more blessings

than a sting of curses.

 

 

 

 

Tease Me

 

 

Watch me soar

in my glory

as your wings

of envy fail

to tie me…

 

Spill more hatred;

ignite my fire…

liberate

your demons,

 

spit more venom;

let me grow stronger

in pursuit of

of my glowing reverence

 

Laud me

from the ground

else your vices

go up in my flames..

 

 

 

 

 

Sheena Pillai Singh

I am an Engineer by profession, working in New Delhi. Interested in reading and writing poetry / stories since my college days. Please feel free to share your valuable feedback.

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