haiku, a refugebetween these three simple linesI find my purpose ©Kavya Janani. U If you love my haiku poems, please follow my haiku poetry account on Instagram: haikubykavyajanani (I post non-traditional
haiku, a refugebetween these three simple linesI find my purpose ©Kavya Janani. U If you love my haiku poems, please follow my haiku poetry account on Instagram: haikubykavyajanani (I post non-traditional
time loves a shipwreck it devours my purple scars and drinks my heartache ©Kavya Janani. U If you love my haiku poems, please follow my haiku poetry account on Instagram: haikubykavyajanani
I drink cobalt ink retch out poems in blue tints under the flushed sky ©Kavya Janani. U If you love my haiku poems, please follow my haiku poetry account on
beige pillows float bya gibbous angel hangs highdrinking the ice-blue ©Kavya Janani. U If you love my haiku poems, please follow my haiku poetry account on Instagram: haikubykavyajanani You can read
a songbird’s sweet chirp sunflowers nod to the tune azure skies bow down ©Kavya Janani. U If you love my haiku poems, please follow my haiku poetry account on Instagram: haikubykavyajanani
their tree-hole love noteswhispers, gazes, sign languagethe moon a witness ©Kavya Janani. U If you love my haiku poems, please follow my haiku poetry account on Instagram: haikubykavyajanani You can read
I’m sorry for the mess and the invisible wounds. I’m sorry for leaving you in tatters. But you’re still the same gaslighting ruckus sitting inside an eye-candy tote bag. You’re
TW: death, infant loss Their voice, their tone. Sounds never heard. Their cries, their wails. Hunger never satisfied. Their coos, their laughs. Babbles never heard. Their frocks, their pants. Dresses
Remember the bones that made way. Remember that one moment of relief when you birthed. Remember the warm touch of your newborn. Remember the playlists that turned companions to your
Night Questions (after Sumita Chakraborty) Where do I stash these flitting thoughts that have borrowed my voice and left me with just a sob caught in my throat? What if