Author: Elsy Satheesan

Feather Touch

Reading Time: 1 minuteAn evocative poem about the dynamics of creation, by Elsy, exclusively for Different Truths. The smoothness of a quill, that spells out marvels in words, like the feather touch of a babe’s soft fingers, can soften even the hardest in the heart. The quill doles out pure dream-ware, living thoughts in living words, from the […]

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The Caste of Cars

Reading Time: 2 minutesHere’s a social commentary and protest through the caste of cars, by Elsy, exclusively for Different Truths. Cars are moulded in many casts, and they have their castes too. Some are upper caste, some middle, and some lower. Some are sleek in style, some hefty, some hatchback. Left-hand drives are there, so are, right-hand drives. […]

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Compensations

Reading Time: 1 minuteAn evocative poem about various aspects and attributes of life, by Elsy, in Different Truths. Two-in-one, bane and boon: this hyper sensitivity!   The bane is when even a word wounds, a smile deceives a silence kills!   The boon is when a word ignites, a silence inspires a smile impels.   For the hypersensitive […]

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Humming Grief

Reading Time: 1 minuteAn intense poem that transcends from the pain of grief to a sense of grief, by Elsy, in Different Truths. She hummed with pride a stately grief hemmed into her heart for a long, long time.   Her pride she kept, broke not down knelt not down bent not down.   Passing three score doorsill, […]

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Churned in the Soul

Reading Time: 1 minuteAn intense, inward looking poem by Elsy, in Different Truths. The ache that burnt into conscience grew into a blaze.   It was doused, but then the soul went up in flames!   Which is more agonizing? muffling the conscience or mashing the soul?   Unheeding the guilty prick, or neglecting the call of soul? […]

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It is you

Reading Time: 1 minuteA poem by Elsy that celebrates the innocence of babies, in Different Truths. The tiny tot saw her snapshot at month three and cooed, ‘look, baby brother!’. Mom said, ‘no honey, it is not baby brother, it is you, when a babe’. To see if she got it right mom asked, ‘Who is the babe […]

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Harmonised

Reading Time: 1 minuteAn evocative poem by Elsy, in Different Truths. They moved into an abode new by the railway line when she was nine.   Sleep became alien as chugged the trains along the tracks loud and heavy, heavy and loud.   Even the water in the jar in dread did shiver!   Years sped by… she […]

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Churned in the Soul

Reading Time: 1 minuteA powerful and an intense poem by Elsy, in Different Truths. The ache that burnt into conscience grew into a blaze.   It was doused, but then the soul went up in flames!   Which is more agonizing? muffling the conscience or mashing the soul?   Unheeding the guilty prick, or neglecting the call of […]

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The Perfect Poem

Reading Time: 1 minuteHere’s a poignant nature poem by Elsy, in Different Truths. To me, that tree is the perfect poem for all moods, all seasons.   In Spring she wears scented blooms, bewitching bees, beetles, and butterflies who dart in and out, fully drunk.   In Summer she decks herself with ruby red cherries, enticing birds of […]

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Azalea

Reading Time: 1 minuteHere’s a poem about the spring flowers, Azalea, by Elsy, in Different Truths. Azalea, your magenta clusters make me muse on your amazing regalia.   “We wait all winter for the regal arrival of the Queen of Spring to offer our bouquets!”   I know, but how come you bloom this late in summer too? […]

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