Maneet Gulati Ahuja

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Maneet Gulati is a post graduate in microbiology. Now a stay at home mother and a freelance blogger, she has won multiple flash fiction contests in online communities. She is an avid reader and fell in love with poetry just recently. For her, it has been quite an enriching and liberating experience since poetry has given wings to her thoughts. She feels she has found her latent love in poetry.

Who Made The Rules

Recounts the fairy tale The plight of the pretty mermaid Enamoured, she was Off her feet, she was swayed  In the flexures of her heart An aria, mellifluous, played   The...

There’s something surreal about this morning

There's something surreal about this morning Chirped the sparrow,  The horns are not blaring No fumes, no soot is flaring Pristine, bisque, sunlight is tearing Making way through folioles,...

Those Lily White Eyes

Through the tinted glass, Peeped those lily white eyes What solace, twas,  A mere espy of those lily white eyes Purging my weariness Balmy, palliative, those lily white eyes   As...

Twilight

Fervently, I await, for the sunbeams to ebb, Fervently, I await, for twilight to descend   Depraved Is my pneuma, vile are my thoughts They say, for I...
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