Light
you cannot fit
me into contours
of your desires
- nor shape me
as you please. I
am not pliant
play-dough you
can deconstruct
and reconstruct at your whim...
the glowing
embers you
cannot bear to
see — that is me.
Tranquility
The breeze
recollects
birdsong recalls
The scent of
dewy
grass remembers
a sacred silence
complete…
silence -
ancient
primordial,
transcendent,
a hallowed hush
holding its own
in the chaos of
the
surroundings,
through the
turbulence
of living
the unchanging
core
solid,
supportive,
unflinching;
upholds
when storms
converge
steeling
spiritual fortitude
sit like a
luminous pearl
in the oyster of
quietude
The Marginalised — Let Them Speak
They weep in silence, for they are allowed no
voice
They go unheard,
for they are allowed no voice
In your heart
you will hear them, if only you listen
Deep within you
will feel their pain, if only you listen
Not ghost
whispers — these are singeing stories of the living
Not lost
syllables — these are singeing stories of the living
Sharper than
words, are their muted screams
Deeply slashing,
razor-like, are their muted screams
The hearts that
block them out are hard as stones
The ears that
turn away are deaf as stones
SHERNAZ WADIA
SHERNAZ WADIA: From Pune, India,
reading and writing, particularly poems, has meant embarking on an inward
journey of self-discovery for her. She hopes her words will bring peace, hope
and light into dark corners. Occasionally she also dabbles in the short
Japanese genres of haiku, tanka, haibun and tanka prose, some of which have
found place in reputed international journals.
Her poems and articles have been widely published in Indian and
international e-journals, websites and anthologies. She has published her own
book of poems "Whispers of the Soul" and two volumes of
"Tapestry Poetry - A Fusion of Two Minds" co-authored with her poetry
partner Avril Meallem from Israel. Tapestry is an innovative, collaborative
genre of poetry composition created by Avril and Shernaz
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