WINDOW

Warmth of windows
Chilly breeze sometimes
Noisy tears from heavens
Corner to be.

Her eyes wandered
Deodars,Silver linings
Puffed up Pigeons
Corner to be.

Chaotic mind disturbed
Visions beyond soothed.
Soft unknown aroma
Corner to be.

He coughed and coughed
Beneath the window sill
Shaking his genitals
For her to see
Corner to be?

Blotted the beautiful canvas
Fungus on dirty ink
Fear surrounded her hideaway
No more a corner to be.

Disha Sahoo
13.10.2020

Help

Turning up early to the college that morning, I was amused with the quietude that swept the building.

Entering the corridor, infront lay a partially wet floor and our old cleaner mopping the muddy shoe stains, ignorant of my arrival.

I took out my sneakers, held it in my hand and tip-toed along the edges to the other end. Looking behind , I found my wet foot prints neatly etched on the tiled floor. 

As the cleaner looked up at me,I mummbled a faint , ” Didn’t quite help, I know! ” , with guilt.

Staring at my leftouts, from under the shade of his grey moustache, He smiled. 
It did.

Disha Sahoo
BHUBANESWAR.

Shave

“You shave me off completely just because he said? Enough! I am breaking up with you. ” , said the angry Beard to the helpless Razor.

Meanwhile, a charming Trimmer eagerly waited for his turn. 😉

Disha Sahoo