Literary Coven

     I harbored anger      Not at everything hurled my way       Or the sharpness of words that could have been fatal.       It wasn't about the potential disaster for everyone around me.       My anger stemmed from allowing them to hit me with full force,      Neglecting the consequences for my heart,       Already too broken to break again.      At war with my emotions, my thoughts,       My actions were beyond comprehension.       Lost love, believing never to be found.       But for how long will I blame the reality      And the burns in my heart      Which I cannot tell the world.       Now I know what I must do, at once      I must stop the crimson fluid from flowing,       And painting the ocean red      For once I give myself a second chance      To forgive myself      To love myself more.                                                                                                                                                                                           

   Will I be ever enough?  Skills! They say it matters the most   Don't I have any or is there something that's covering it up?  My insecurities, perplexion and doubts,   That I've been carrying its weight for so long,   A big stage, focused audience and the three people who are especially invited to judge me,   To judge all my mistakes and strengths  Echoed my voice a thousand times.  What if I'm considered an unskilled person?  By all those who didn't even know I existed on this planet until now.  'Just go with the flow   Dive into the sea  Accept your flaws'  Told the beloved ones   But it didn't leave a single tint of acceptance  Acceptance of myself  Acceptance of the way I am  For at the end all I've got is 'me'  Pondered the mind so much   Will I be ever enough?                                                                                                                                                                                 

 I am that bird  chirping to the tone  of my master all day  humming as if a cheery one;  my wings have forgotten  to stretch and fly  under the blue skies  with friends around   living a life of an  illusionary freedom.   I miss being that bird   chirping to my favorite   tone in line with the rhythm  of moving clouds;  my wings whirl   to the beats of rain  sometimes being drenched  in the drops and sometimes   hiding myself from   the rumble of thunder  with friends around,   loving a life of an  absolute freedom.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   - Pavithra Tej

  The concept of patience is often taken for granted, yet it plays a vital role in our lives. Patience can be defined as the ability to endure delay, difficulties, or frustration without becoming annoyed or upset. It is a virtue that allows us to navigate through life’s challenges with grace, understanding, and resilience. In today’s fast paced world, patience is becoming increasingly scarce. We have become accustomed to instant gratification, with technology providing us with instant access to information, communication, and entertainment. This has led to a decrease in our capability to have patience even in the most mundane situations. However, cultivating patience is crucial for personal growth and success. Patience allows us to approach tasks with a calm and collected mindset, enabling us to make better decisions and avoid impulsive actions. It helps us develop a long term perspective, understanding that achieving meaningful goals takes time, effort and perseverance. Addition

  Comforted Silence, Engaged peace in mind. Dark my foe, Granted calm emotions; Where nobody neglected And encourage my own!   My wrath heals within Oh! Darkness, what a peace I Gain from thee. Wherever you’re, my soul always yearns and Craves upon you.   My Dear, Will you always Stay few more minutes, Just to strengthen my will And give me positive vibe That will ensure my living Without any of obstacles.   Promise me, oh Dark, My Foe To be always continue and Extend my free within self Wah! You’re always my forever companion. An Enduring peace Till date and Occurring infinite Smile upon inner heart.   In absence of you, I would rather blind fold Just remembrance of your jolly hand And hold onto tide without fear of losing you. Could you stay a little longer to cherish My un-forgetfulness peace I gain As remember! Stay with me.                                                                                            

One of the famous poems that has captured the attention and hearts of readers is “ The Waste Land” by T.S. Eliot. Published in 1922, this modernist masterpiece delves into the disillusionment and despair experienced in the aftermath of world war I. In its 434 lines, Eliot explores themes of fragmentation, cultural decay, and the search for meaning in a seemingly bleak and meaningless world. One of the key features of “ The Waste Land” is its fragmented structure. The poem is divided into five sections, each with its own distinct voice and narrative style. Eliot employs various literary techniques, such as juxtaposition and allusion, to create a collage like effect, mirroring the fragmented nature of post war society. This fragmentation highlights the disconnection and breakdown of communication in the modern world. Throughout the poem, Eliot incorporates various mythical and religious allusions, drawing upon diverse sources such as the Bible, Greek mythology, and ancient texts.