About The Author-
This is Kathlyn Bennett from Thrissur, Kerala, India. She is the daughter of Bennett Jose and Sini Bennett of Chalissery house. Her ambition is to become a psychologist. She has got a good passion in writing English poetries and in many other art forms. From the beginning itself, she initiated writings and did her favorite forms of arts with a great respect, support, etc. from her parents, teachers, friends and all her loved ones; which she is always thankful of. She is a good listener, observer, perceiver, thinker in a wide way, etc.; giving her remarkable ideas, thoughts about and the world and her surroundings making her write more and contribute works to various publications since 2020 and attaining awards even before in her school and college.
Poetry-1
COMPARISON
They always compared…
They compared in between-
Themselves and others!!
They compared who was-
The richest of rich and
Poorest among poor.
They compared the rich and poor!
They looked who was
The bravest and the fool!
But never knew-
They were the foolest among all!
They compared-
“Who was the fairest?
Who was the darkest?”
But never knew-
Their hearts and souls
Were the darkest;
Darker than the moonless night sky!
They compared and judged all-
In name of caste, religion, and language
Because they forgot-
The religion of love,
The language of love!
But they never compared a matter-
Of the six feet of fate!
Poetry-2
WHEN IT WAS SHE
The bright morning
Waited with dark clouds for me;
In the call for me
From ICU saying:
“Come quick it’s an emergency!”
Quickly went there.
Met my mother in ICU.
Later, waiting outside
Mourning’s came from another side
Smelling a death
Of someone unknown to me.
My soul was sad for-
Mom and the unknown.
Later, came a body-
Covered with white sheet.
Someone near me moved
The white cloth
From the corpse’s face;
Covering my face-
With paleness and tears;
Of heart break, and sorrow
In the mist of shock,
With shattered voice.
The vision stunned me;
Too deep for me
To see the face of-
My childhood friend
Under the white piece of cloth.
My heart broke out all together
For my mom and
Knowing the unknown corpse that;
‘when it was she.’
