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Petals – Anna Maria, Thiruvananthapuram

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Dr Mary Annie A.V (M,Sc., Ph.D) writes under the pen name Anna Maria. She has been recipient of the Shanker’s International prize in writing at the age of five for her poem titled “My brother,” which was subsequently published in The Illustrated Weekly of India. She has been an announcer for All India Radio’s English Yuvavani programmes for nearly ten years during her college career and has done several features for the English sections of Yuvavani, AIR, Trivandrum. She also comperes programmes for Gyanvani FM. Though her subject is Zoology, writing is what makes her tick. She has been recipient of several acclamations and her poems have been published in Mirror, several anthologies in the UK and in e-magazines abroad. Her maiden collection of poems “My Beads Unstrung” was published in 2006 by Poetree Garden. At present she works in the University of Kerala and resides in Trivandrum with her husband and three children. Her new book, “More beads unstrung’ has been published in Indian Ruminations Literary Festival 2011.

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Petals

On the eve of parting

I stuck a rose in my hair.

Distractions are needed

When words cannot be found.

Roses he said are the best

Fresh red inviting

He said , breathing in deeply

Drawing me into his arms once again.

The words stuck in my throat .

My eyes lips finger tips

took over , speaking lies.

Inhibitions are shed

when motives no longer matter.

Deceiving is easy

When love is taken for granted.

I smile a cowardly smile

Glancing at him slyly

Wondering if he had noticed

The packed bags in the corner,

my glances at the clock, furtive.

He was dressing hurriedly to leave.

Unlike me , to return.

Stolen moments bring pleasure

leaving one crushed

Wanting to be gathered , held close

belong once again .

Like the petals on the bed

Now black , mourning.

Dr Mary Annie A.V (M,Sc., Ph.D) writes under the pen name Anna Maria. She has been recipient of the Shanker’s International prize in writing at the age of five for her poem titled “My brother,” which was subsequently published in The Illustrated Weekly of India. She has been an announcer for All India Radio’s English Yuvavani programmes for nearly ten years during her college career and has done several features for the English sections of Yuvavani, AIR, Trivandrum. She also comperes programmes for Gyanvani FM. Though her subject is Zoology, writing is what makes her tick. She has been recipient of several acclamations and her poems have been published in Mirror, several anthologies in the UK and in e-magazines abroad. Her maiden collection of poems “My Beads Unstrung” was published in 2006 by Poetree Garden. At present she works in the University of Kerala and resides in Trivandrum with her husband and three children.

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Editorial Team of Indian Ruminations.

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