Tuesday, 31 March 2020

Predictions and Realities

by Padmini Krishnan

I bloomed early
when he was still a bud
I climbed escalators
when he learned to walk
I recited verses
when he learned to talk
but, I shrivelled early
always close to the earth
while his branches
took him high
and he blossomed
at the right time
now my heart pauses
as I look at him
a project manager and hero
and me, an obscure housewife

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Padmini Krishnan writes short stories, haiku, haibun and poetry. Her latest work has appeared in Terror House Magazine, Kitaab, Balloon Lit. Journal,Under the Basho, and Breadcrumbs. She blogs in https://call2read.wordpress.com/.


  1. Wow. More than half a life in only sixteen succinctly perfect lines!

  2. Thank you so much for reading and the kind comment