Sixth Sense

Seconds turn over habitually

Diverse faces we exhibit

Dissimilar people we meet

Disparate characters we display

Benevolent, akin to a cat’s gentle pat

Ruthless, resembling a roaring tiger

Regal, reminding a lion

Wicked, reminiscent of a jackal

Annoyance, analogous to a hen

Faithful, similar to a dog

Faces exposed reflects back

What’s our identity?

Where’s our human face?

Is this called sixth sense?

------ Shalini Samuel

Love

After the comment for my first poetry from my first and oldest friend(right from kindergarten) I came up with a remix of the old poetry.. And Here it goes,

Charming tiny four letters
But deeper than Pacific;
Wider than Universe;
Complicated to realize,
midst millions of theories;
Not certain when it starts
But Sure it will never end.
We all LOVE to LOVE

Happy Valentines Day...

Note: I wrote the poetry for the title LIFE and didnt search title after writing poetry.