The Front door


Mr Kane, lived my next doors
Met him rare like the man I love to hate.
The swirly staircase that leads to our doorways,
Is a bitter bill of indemnity.

Good work,Mary!
The front door, corridor all kept clean-
It’s only the streets that are flooded.
As way the backyards carry the filth,

Does it not resemble the deceptive appearances?
The healthier, noble and graceful being-
Vitalized with the energized pelleted feed.

The fragrance the morning loves-
Never smelt the merciful beheadings,
Heavens glorify the funny world
and it’s the same doors we enter and exit.

Parvathy Ramachandran

Parvathy Ramachandran

Hailing from the Trivandrum, the capital city of the green paradise Kerala, Parvathy Ramachandran is an avid writer and an educator. She started her career as humble as a teacher at Al Noor International School, Bahrain, before she joined TKMM College, Trivandrum as an Assistant Professor of English. She has also served Sree Narayana College for Women, Kollam. Parvathy’s fields of interest include poetry, short fiction, Trans-Cultural Studies, Gender Studies etc. She has presented herself in a number of national and international seminars whereas her articles on trending contemporary issues have found their place in a few online platforms too.

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