Breathe and Run . . .

  Run Something is chasing us. Is it a powerful virus called Corona? Is it anxiety turned to cruelty stripping the supermarket shelves? Is it fear turned to arguments on the public transport when someone coughs? We aren’t we worrying more about what are we running towards? Can we take a deep breath and runContinue reading “Breathe and Run . . .”

Inner Peace

This poem continues my daily warm ups in poetic techniques and is a Naani, an Indian form of poetry that reminds me of the Haiku.  Its form consists of four lines adding up to a maximum of 25 syllables. Here is my attempt to write a set of linked Naani. I’d like to write aContinue reading “Inner Peace”