Pooja Roy : Writing

Finishing Line

Finishing Line

A Poem by Pooja Roy


Walls around meCrumbling downI wake up every morningTo a dull sunAnd a silent clown.I don't find my wayWhere is that lane?Should I trace backAnd start..
Genie

Genie

A Poem by Pooja Roy


On our carpetOf words,We flew all nightLike the nightly birds.Little lamps -Of people’s tired nights,A kaleidoscope -Of ordinary dreams and figh..