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[Poetry] Two Poems by Ojasi Mehta

We have a globe in our hands


“Mamma! Why don’t we go on a vacation?”

My daughter pops up this question every other day.

“We can go in the evening, or tomorrow

or on this Sunday.”

Oh yes! We will go. We will go.

I tell her a lie. Then epilogue of lies.

“See! We have a globe in our hands. Where do you wanna go my princess?” We laugh soft pretentious.

The laughter is a seal, we keep in store for special purpose.


Before sleeping she reminds, ”mamma story!”

I narrate the tall peaks, how snowy it is there

we can’t go now. I speak about the deserts,

how burning it is there, we can’t go now.

I picture before her the ocean.

How the weather is harsh there.

We can’t go now.

We can’t go now. Baby… we can’t… goodnight! Sweet wandering!



Feather-keepers


Some childhoods

are isolated fields;

unnoted sun

gleaming alone;

play with

pebbles, soil;

deeply rooted

emptiness; butterflies

gleeful in their own

little word. Some

children run after


Age, to catch

chimeric happiness,

growing up sooner

with covert wisdom,

picking up feathers

discarded, caring,

loving, nursing them,

feeding light,

reading them

tales of heroism

and lulling them

to dreams of comfort

and closeness.



Ojasi Mehta is an emerging bilingual writer and a cultural activist from India. Presently, she teaches communication skills and human values to engineering students. She is a travel enthusiast and is deeply in love with mighty waves.




5 comentários


AG N
AG N
03 de out. de 2023

Sooo nice, a natural expression of a Mother - balancing between preserving childhood and still bracing up forwards!!

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padmavati303
07 de set. de 2023

Keep it up dear.... Beautifully narrated.... 💖💖

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Ojasi mehta
Ojasi mehta
07 de set. de 2023
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Thank you very much 😊🩷

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echo dhananjay
echo dhananjay
06 de set. de 2023

Wonderful Ojasi!!!

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Ojasi mehta
Ojasi mehta
07 de set. de 2023
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Loads of love ❤️

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