Jaya Pillai

#NapoWrimo2025 #ArtoonsInnPoetryParlour #Day23   I have two lives and one belongs to me. The other one – I belong to it.

#NapoWrimo2025 #ArtoonsInnPoetryParlour #Day22 Red skies, Streaked with the blood Of broken days that lose Themselves in the heaving darkness, Now

#NAPOWRIMO2025 #ARTOONSINNPOETRYPARLOUR #DAY21   A rose, brown and brittle, lies buried within the pages of a lifetime, crammed into a

#NapoWrimo2025 #ArtoonsInnPoetryParlour #Day20 Silent, The peaks stand aloft, a million stories buried, or washed away into faraway shores to rise

#NapoWrimo2025 #ArtoonsInnPoetryParlour #Day19   A stray thought on a winter’s day heaves its way into a bay. Fuelled and burnt,

#NapoWrimo 2025 #ArtoonsInnPoetryParlour #Day18.   A crushed piece of parchment the size of my palm, lies in a corner of

#NapoWrimo2025 #ArtoonsInnPoetryParlour #Day17 I have old stories, Stacked in boxes, penned with love. No one reads these days. 2

#NapoWrimo2025 #ArtoonsInnPoetryParlour #Day16   In another world, on a wild day, when the winds wreak havoc, I see a face.

#ArtoonsInnPoetryParlour #NapoWrimo2025 #Day15   Our road has worked into two and one has meandered its way into anonymity. I hold