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Hello all, I wrote some different poems than my usual style that I’m sharing today :)) © 2026 mermaidspen_

Lush blushing cups rise,Heavy drops of thirty-six,Greeted by one bee. My balcony garden is having a beautiful week, will be sharing more in my newsletter. If you wish to be a part of free subscribers, feel free to drop your email addresses ♡ © 2026 mermaidspen

The page used to be a comfortable home,bound by quiet margins and a steady floor.But we have traded the slow, deliberate roadfor a boundless sky that promises more-and delivers only a relentless fog. Under the guilt to miss a single beat,and the desperate curiosity to know,the mind no longer sits; it runs,chasing shadows on a glowing streetwhere a thousand voices ebb and flow. We are always…

I recently read this brillant book by Abraham Verghese and it moved me. Here is a poem I wrote around the book: A child bride stands/where the rivers meet/ with the soil of Parambil beneath her feet/ she learns the quiet weight/ of the air/ and the ancient shadow/ the family bears/ a choice of the blood/ a fate in the bones/ where the water claims/ what the spirit owns. For water may drown/ and…

To Yampa we hiked for a wedding,Through gorgeous green hills we were treading.With food from the peak,And new friends to speak,‘Twas a mountain affair worth embedding! Here are a few pictures I took during my trip for a friend’s weeding: © 2026 mermaidspen

The crowded feed demands a bright display, But the digital applause just drifts away. My blue Aparajita dropped its bloom, left parched or drowned within an empty room. No more performative, aesthetic green; I love the earth by leaving it unseen. Recently I have shared my experience and my resolution for earth on this Environment day. Read more at my newsletter:…

Do you believe in soulmates? Why or why not? We didn’t fall into this.There was no sudden, breathless drop,no universe shifting on its axisto make room for a grand romance.Instead, it was quite settling. A recognition in the middle of a crowded room,like finding a book you forgot you ownedbut already know the ending too.You are the one who knowshow I take my coffee when the week has been too…

This poem was sitting in my draft since 2019. We both had scars you were bravest to admit, We both loved stars I was lost, a little bit. We managed to hold on, need was the true glue, Things were going okay, I guess so were you. With every passing day, your smile became more pretty, When we made love, I can’t remember if it was passion or pity. You used to paint me every night and cry whole…

It is May again, and for some reason, I have truly started enjoying this month. Last year around this time, I found myself here in Dharamshala for my mother-in-law’s knee replacement surgery. It was an unexpected stay, but it meant I was able to escape the unbearable summer heat. Now, a year later, here I am again—looking out at the snow-caked mountains while I sit and write. I have always…

a truce between chores and the heat.

On the balcony, the Desert Rose

stretches a shadow toward the glass—

a sundial finger marking the stilled air.

The fridge hums a steady pulse

until a crow breaks the sky,

leaving the silence heavier than before.

My pen waits by a cooling glass,

hungry for the evening to fold the light

Finally I have curated my list of NaPoWriMo’26. Feel free to dive in at your own pace:)) Poetry Collection https://kajald.substack.com/p/napowrimo-26

Hi all, I know it’s been a year (again) and things have changed (as always). Today I had this random urge to be back here. I don’t have much to say or share. I hope all of you are doing well here. I’m going to try and be here as much as I can. In the meantime, consider reading the latest issue of my newsletter and telling me how the year is going for you 🙂 Mermaid’s Newsletter Be back soon.

The finest since flavor began.

With a crunch and a snap,

It fell in my lap,

And vanished as fast as it can.

And dreams of keys to every locked-up door.

The belly breaks, but oh, the mind is full,