SIMPLY SHOBANA

The Centrefold of Beauty

There are days when I gaze, at these gentle flowers, So consuming in their colors and fragility. It becomes the centrefold of beauty. —— She once stood on a rock, Uplifted by its strength, Even through her blistered… Read More

Sunset’s Silhouette

I knew not the beauty of a beholder, Until one day, I met him in the throes of the skies’ remarkable eminence. He stood as did I, between the Sun and the Sea, Our love, Immersed in a… Read More

Or, what of poetry?

Or, what of poetry? he once asked, Well, I said twirling around on the Sun kissed sands, It takes me to that faraway place, One where, there is peaceful bliss, an enchantment of beauty, where the weight of… Read More