Best Poems Written by Keerthana Nithyakumar

To Kill a Writer

I draw daydreams devoid of grammar.
Jumble memories with synonyms.
Cook laughter with adjectives.
Flirt with rhymings.
Drool over oxymorons.

My masterpiece is not just another
crushed paper.
Or left stale at the back of a 
hotel bill.
Or a long text message
killed slowly 
with backspace.

It is not just another word document
punctured with punctuations,
pathetically clutching the clauses,
with wasted verbs,
privileged by pronouns.

It is a canvas hidden with puzzles,
masking the festering wounds,
concealing a story
written in haste and hurry.
Its my medicine that I can't take
for the disease I can't fake.

Ma says I'm a dreamer.
I smile slyly.
She never know I wrote things for her.
How her fingertips rubbing my scalp,
Stifling my hair
brings calm to my storms.
How her laughter to my lamest jokes
brings rainbow to my colorblind eyes!

They say, writers are over thinkers
who weaves drama 
connecting sunsets and deaths.
I say YES!
My naked words 
quivered with shame
facing your pointy fingers.
So I dressed them with strike offs,
replacing them with meticulous metaphors.

They were as genuine as my freckles.
Also as shy as my face.
Maybe, that's why I covered them 
with my hair of laced lies and butterflies.


So never tell a writer
that her poems are plain!
she's not an upset stomach
that throws up thesaurus.
Never suggest a writer
a new Instagram infected writing style!
She'll take it.
And while you smile
She'll break it.

A writer dance for the tune of phonetics.
Plan a night out with personifications
and never think twice to 
break up with your judgements
building up a tall wall of ignorance
which lets in only the legit critics.

A writer stitches gore with similes,
Iron it with ironies,
Wears it with the pretense
of happiness.
But when you say - 
"It is beautiful" 
and walk away,

You killed her with the blunt blade of cliché!

Copyright © Keerthana Nithyakumar | Year Posted 2019