Somewhere, someone prays, pens

At the age of sixteen
when her cheeks ought
to be an autumnal leaf
of pink from blush,
enamored in a peacock’s
train of love’s strange thoughts,
a girl somewhere writes a
peace poem, praying
for her brother to return
from the battle
as the dark night perches on her eyes,
waiting for that ultimate
dawn that shall break
through the crumbling walls
of forts of men
having toasted breads
with almond milk
and applesauce.

Brindha Vinodh

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About Brindha Vinodh

I am a postgraduate in Econometrics but a writer within. I have contributed to several anthologies and been published on many e-zines, journals, OPAS, etc. and a featured poet at an international publication house. My roseate sonnet was selected as one of the best poems of 2020 by the same group-InnerChildPress international.

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