Poem by Kuhelika Saha
The nocturnal sky only, holds my appetite, even I “hum” to the songs of ecstasy but my shrug to its buoyancy forges me in ‘sixes and sevens!’ A melancholic portrait now enlightens me, Yesterday I laughed, but cautiously their sulk to my trust needled me into ‘sixes and sevens!’ I just talk to my black and blue walls, the epitome of disguised reality tempted me but today, their terrified woof drained me into ‘sixes and sevens!’ I’m the Voyager of a vulgar heart, the podcasts of: to love and embrace, I doubt, the pioneer of these is also in sixes and sevens!
Kuhelika loves her studies and kathak dancing. She enjoys public speaking and writing poems. It’s her favorite hobby! You can find her sitting on the balcony and writing in the evening or under the blanket at night.
