VERSE-TILE

The story of a dress

Once upon a time, very long ago,

I went somewhere you can never go.

If I tell you about it,

I know you’ll be excited.

It was a place full of beautiful things,

All of them were in the shades of pink.

It was a closet full of dresses,

And that is what I liked the best.

I was asked to pick one for myself,

So I went through all the shelves.

Till I finally found the one,

The host then told me that I’m done.

I had to leave the place anyway,

But they also told me, I can visit them any day.

As I came out of that place,

I carried a big smile on my face.

I was very proud of my new dress,

And so I decided never to give it to anyone else.

But I was stopped by a small li’l girl,

Her eyes were shining like emerald pearls.

They were filled with tiny tears,

And her heart with full of fear.

She looked up at me with her helpless eyes,

And the ego within me vanished aside.

I gave away the dress I had just pick,

To this li’l girl by the name Meverick.

Yes it was the dress I had longed for

But her li’l eyes told me she needed it more.

Then Meverick smiled and said ‘thank-you’,

I then realised the value of the two.

The value of a ‘smile’ and the word ‘thank-you’.

The value of love and kindness.

I learn all these in a beautiful place,

A place that reflected my real face,

A place created by me, a place which only I can see,

A place where I met lil Meverick,

A place where only I can visit,

A place that I can never doubt,

A place where I can roam about,

That place can be visit by me alone,

For that place is a dream I have and forever shall own.

Shirley Fay Roy Kharmujaip

Endless tranquility of nature

You  wear an appron of tranquility

For sipping the green beverage of the raw Earth.

your white breast warms the mountain

To stand as the sentinel of the earth.

You suck the sea to float, our unconscious dreams,

Your rhythmic mirth

Echoes on the Pyramid of Egypt.

Wilderness and hilliness are your

Two sapphires to twinkle in the deep dark…

You sleep in the petals of rose

To get rid of black.

Your eyes bathe in the Pacific ocean,

To  deepen the depth of Cosmo, when you sing the dolce

I swim on your blue eyes.

 Parthajit Borah

Set me free

I was just born,

Yet the tears let me drown.

Tried to stand upright,

I did not have any right.

Acting as a family shield,

Yet from inside I was killed.

Life acted as a place where I’m trapped,

Though still I survived and dragged.

Put all the efforts to be out of the traps,

Unfortunately, the society put up the drapes.

From childhood to youth I faced it,

Now the time has come when I will end it.

And would like to request others to follow me,

This is the right step to be a bird that is set free.

 Ayesha Das