Ambivalence +

 High spirited trips on finger tips 

eloquence drooling on fragile lips

the velvet blood within our veins

stitch the dark mask amongst our reigns

self-destructiveness, no one sees

hearts and mind, we numbingly seize 

negligible efforts and common minds 

lack of humour, and absconding true kinds

humanity is a doom 

progresses abstain from bloom

so come and go, as you may

life is nothing, and our spirits sway

survival be manually constructed,

we fear potential, and breathe- self-obstructed

break through the shackles of consciousness 

the ancestors await spirits' iridescence. 

-Aditi Shetty

Kavita

 Is a day really enough

To cherish our mothers' love? 

For all the sacrifices and troubles 

They take for us in doubles 

Those overtime shifts and missed vacations

To fill our lives towards quality inclinations

An ode to the best humans created on earth

That give us our best life, right from birth 

The first child symbolizes the birth of a mother 

And this oblivious child waits for a sister and a brother 

While the mother gives all she has 

She grows old as the days pass

Old care homes, we drag them in 

And silence obliges, like the drop of a pin

But wait a moment, your mother's heart you tore

Still her eyes, with love they glow 

Go, give her a hug and spend time together 

For moments like these, can be lost forever 

-Aditi Shetty