Tuesday, 4 September 2018


Promise...asked me one day
Why do you promise ?
When you can't
Turning me into an unholy chant
I am like the sunshine and the dust
If you utter then you must
Keep my fame
Through pride or shame
Still if you miss me sometimes
I won't complain
Knowing your intentions were right
Yes, I am filled with myriad shades
So is Life...
And I am here to stay


  1. That's a nice thought from promise. We should honor it. Nice to read you after a long gap, Sushree!

  2. promise it is, but there should be trust..
    or its value will be lost.
    nice poetry, a little different perspective, keep penning :)


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