Salai Kulamani Birlasekar
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I am a simple girl from a small town in Tamil Nadu. Always in love with words. Highly inspired by modern poets and poetry.
- Partying World Salai Kulamani Birlasekar · 1 min read · 16 readsNay! I am neither worried about the wasted lives in the war, Nor do I care that a dull-witted president’s pride and greed can’t be restrained by the whole world! What’s that forum called? The UN, isn’t it? By the way, I am not as deeply concerned as the UN is.Comedy
- Be My Endless Ellipses…Salai Kulamani Birlasekar · 1 min read · 46 readsWithout your subtle smiles, Without your snide comments, Without your invites to eating out, Without getting the glimpse of your running,Abstract
- Be My End CardSalai Kulamani Birlasekar · 1 min read · 39 readsMay be you are the song -- Not sure, I might be wrong; But I sing you for so long; Holding on to you too strong;Drama
- The Moon’s Melody Salai Kulamani Birlasekar · 1 min read · 47 readsShining so beautifully from far, Conquering the whole dark sky with your shimmering war, Clouds put up a show by hiding and hazing you; You peep out and dazzle my view!Abstract
- Waning Mighty Love for MangoesSalai Kulamani Birlasekar · 1 min read · 26 readsWhen it comes to love for mangoes, My head to toe tangoes; Stereotypically I am a loud and proud Indian, While raving about mango varieties without a median;Abstract
- Make-belief of the Child in meSalai Kulamani Birlasekar · 1 min read · 270 readsChild's heart is always a child's heart! It's an adult's choice to kill it or let it be. Indeed, evolution has to happen By burying the truth of the child in everyone;Abstract
- Routine of Untangling TasselsSalai Kulamani Birlasekar · 1 min read · 139 readsTime is pacing in onward motion; My mind is stuck with the wayward emotion; Days and nights pass as a time-lapse quickness; After you left, I suffer relapses of sickness.Abstract
- Muted Kiss inside Screaming TraumasSalai Kulamani Birlasekar · 2 min read · 26 readsA poignant reflection on the journey from youthful dreams of love to the harsh realities of adulthood. The poet’s first kiss remains a symbol of longing and disillusionment over time.Abstract
- The Mask of a Little Caged GirlSalai Kulamani Birlasekar · 2 min read · 25 readsBut never for the social convenience!Abstract
- A Broken-Bench ConvoSalai Kulamani Birlasekar · 2 min read · 19 readsThe comparison with a 4-year-old child while turning 42 years old!Abstract
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