Pepe’s Poetry & Prose

  • Down on Memory Lane

    Down on Memory Lane

    I’m sitting by my window pane.Sitting, listening to the rain, It’s taking me down memory laneTo beaches beautiful and fun,To family outings in the sun,Down memory lane,There is no pain.Just…

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  • Short Poetry Books- Disasterpiece by Meetali Kutty

    Short Poetry Books- Disasterpiece by Meetali Kutty

    Disasterpiece My first poetry book was written during December. It helped me pen down a lot of thoughts and feelings I was having. It ranges from sad, morbid poetry to…

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  • Life Metaphor Poems: Soft as Diamonds

    Life Metaphor Poems: Soft as Diamonds

          A Great Online Poetry Workshop I was looking for poem ideas recently, and had kind of hit a writer’s block. I stumbled across a great course: Sharpened…

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  • Disasterpiece

    Part II: Now   I am melody,I am silence,My glances can be sweet,My walk can be violence. I am glitter,I am wounds,I can taste bitter,And at times, can soothe. I…

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  • Chaos

    Chaos

    Part I : Before I’m a mess,Of my own making.I’m distressed,I’m no easy undertaking. I have the best intent,But I always fail,As my mind goes down this descent,It stays aware…

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  • Maybe You Do

    Maybe You Do

    We used to look for that perfect pizza sliceWe used to trade jokes about our future livesWe used to be close, they say that feeling ends,We used to talk for…

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  • Don’t Remember me when I Die

    Don’t Remember me when I Die

    Don’t remember me when I die,When my smile is ashes whirling in the sea,When my arms can hold nothing but dirt,Just be here when you are with me Don’t write…

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  • INTROVERT

    Third rate hopes, secondhand dreams,Living life in a fishbowl,Looking out through the curtained windows,My imagination swallows me whole. Flashes of colour drift past my eyes,Blurs of perfection racing outside,‘Let me…

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  • Soul Mates

    Soul Mates

    Neelima held the sari gently in her hands, turning it over and deciding that the colour did quite suit her. Saris had never been her garment of choice but lately…

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