Kavitha Krishnamurthy

Biography

Kavitha Krishnamurthy is a Project management professional with a flair for writing. Her work has appeared in Unlikely Mark IV magazine, Garfield Lake Review magazine, Dreich magazine, and The Journal of Undiscovered Poets.   Kavitha lives in Chennai, India, and she keeps a cool head when it comes to compliments and criticism. She looks at writing as a platform to give colour and shape to her creativity and imagination.

Almirah

Few people have a wooden almirah some have a plastic almirah and some have a steel almirah. I have a relationship almirah. It's not so glowing and glossy; not filled with precious stones and jewels, but with tons of memorable smiles. It's scented with the happiest moments of my life, the fragrance of those moments rejuvenates. I unlock my relationship almirah to unveil its product highlights, it has a durable build where relationships endure and stand the test of time. It has an elegant design of staggered platforms where thought patterns are elevated to love, support, forget and forgive the mistakes of people in my life. It has organised shelves comprising friends and family, each of them having and enjoying their own space in my life; the joys and pleasures are stored inside a durable safety locker. This almirah is tension and stress-resistant and comes with a lifetime warranty. My almirah has no price tag attached to it for it is made of emotions, carved and crafted with love and affection, devoid of ego and jealousy, decorated and painted with the sweetest moments of life.

Redundancy

I am the aftermath of the pandemic I am the unwanted guest who created havoc changed people’s life upside down I took you out of the comfort zone, made you run so that you can win I made you take the road less traveled and gave you the courage to surmount the hurdle I stripped the cover of your old book to give you a new look I took away things from you that you thought were needed but weren’t I broke all the barriers to give you a brand new career I showed a new path when you lost your way I revealed the true colors of people around you, what do you say? I am the redundancy that you wish you never had to meet by the way

Painting

My pen and mind meet in my canvas to take a cerebral ride to connect with the sun, moon and stars to bring them on to the canvas My canvas is the garden where violin thoughts and mindful artistry bloom a bouquet of words words convey my tears, smile and story words become the rollercoaster in which I joyously take my ride When I paint the poem through my mind’s eye my canvas becomes the journal where pen replaces the brush and words replaces the images As I dip my mind in paint and write a colourful and creative muse visits my canvas to illuminate it like a starry starry night for each starry starry night I give away a piece of myself for every word that I write Poetry is imaginary painting and painting is visual poetry For every poem that I’m painting I become a artist in love with writing

All poems are copyright of the originating author. Permission must be obtained before using or performing others' poems.