By Suveeksha Viswanathan Starry, starry night! In those glassy beady eyes, Cold with treason. The confinement unkempt, Him - left succourless. All but in a while, His owner would come by. To a startling halt which came, One day. Kneeling down, Did I whisper. His jittering form. “Come to me little one And get dressed … Continue reading A Dog in a Cage
Fruit of Sin
By Suveeksha Viswanathan A towering ceiling fan, an untrustable axle, making my slumber my last. A rope casted round their neck, felicitous ants floating on a jar full of honey. A placid, vile snake you were, warm, loving scales coiling, I the hen unaware. A frolicking raven is to a wolf, a hook to an … Continue reading Fruit of Sin
