Only one rose flower has ever bloomed, in my rose plant, ever since i planted it as a rootless stem, leafless and flowerless too, but full of thorns. I remember, how i found it hard that day, to hold on to your stem because of your thorns. Yet,i gleamed when you first bore a leaf … Continue reading Poem: The Rose Flower
Author: Lirio
The author is a former I.T. professional hailing from Kerala, India. She writes online under her pen name ‘Lirio Marchito.’ Her write-ups mainly include poems, short stories, book reviews and blogs. She writes in both Malayalam and English.
Her first book/poetry collection in English, 'The Blue Rabbit' was published by Writers Workshop, India in 2021.
Amazon: https://www.amazon.in/Blue-Rabbit-Joyce-Job/dp/8194998514/
Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/58649315-the-blue-rabbit
Publisher link: https://www.writersworkshopindia.com/books/the-blue-rabbit/
Poem: What If?
What if we are mermaids Trapped in human legs? Or unicorns, mystic and majestic Shying away from magic? What if we are birds With long forgotten wings? Caught in the choices of evolution Or choicelessness of daily lives.
Poem: Aborted
Another child? Eyebrows raised. Our Eyelids sank Ashamed! Depths of her womb cringed, Two sad gasps echoed. Umbilical chord, a tight rope Amniotic liquid, dessert of poison. Hands Unloved, Unkissed.
Poem: Life after
Oh baby.. Dont kneel. Daada hold me!! I'm sinking Is it karma Or death confused? Be quiet. Stay still. Daada I'm drifting Blurred sights Muted breaths, Heartbeats.. Past lives encircled Thoughts, memories muddled. Soul detached, Floating... Deep slumber Inner voice chanting Om...... Arose.. Incarnated!
Poem: Readers
World skims through my life, barely reading a word Benumbed in boredom blues. God watches me keen Through his rainbow shades, Repainting each tear smudged word With petals of love...
Poem: Silver fishes
Misty breaths on a window pane Fingers crawl aimlessly Twists a figure in the wetness Revealing a man's silhouette Ah... the eternal addiction of love and loss When silver fishes meet old wounds!
Poem: What Do I Write?
What do I write? What can a penniless, clueless day dreamer Possibly pen down? A writer living inside her catacombs, Never leaving her cocoons. A dreamer, a loser, a victim All muddled up in one head. The vagabonds will have better stories to tell Of seas so vast Wind so wild Cliffs so enthralling. What … Continue reading Poem: What Do I Write?
Poem: A Koel’s Rebuke
Photo by hassan mehdi on Pexels.com Her song of search... Her wait for love... Arose in me a desire to own her. Rebuking the cages She fled to the spring sky
Poem: Ghosts in Red Lights
Photo by cottonbro studio on Pexels.com Her face like a twilight sky of bruises Clad in an old saree, tired of abuses Her bindhi red like a setting sun in fire Above two Kohled eyes deep like an ocean. Her tired face sparkles with relief When I walk into her room, food in my hand. … Continue reading Poem: Ghosts in Red Lights
Poem: Immigrant Christmas
Oh Santa, my living saint! Did you dip in winter paint? Oh Santa, my lone visitor! Are you for real or just an impostor? Who stole your red christmas robe? Who stole your twin reindeer mob? Why pull the sledge all alone? Why carry the beasts all along? Whats wrong silver-beard grandpa? Where from and … Continue reading Poem: Immigrant Christmas
Lirio's Wanderings 