Bala Gorthi : Writing

Coma

Coma

A Poem by Bala Gorthi


A poet's lament on his failing creativity
The Birth

The Birth

A Poem by Bala Gorthi


I swirl and move slow I grow in you to bring a glow I unfold to be awake The walls shake I push the walls with my loud bangs You my creator, go ..
Quid Pro Quo

Quid Pro Quo

A Poem by Bala Gorthi


Life is not a Quid Pro Quo Nor eye for an eye or a tooth for a tooth. One happens in business and diplomacy To follow this is their policy ..
 The Poet's Biopsy

The Poet's Biopsy

A Poem by Bala Gorthi


It’s an ode to the word “Family”
  Suguna's lover

Suguna's lover

A Story by Bala Gorthi


Suguna is waiting. Days pass and activities go on at their own pace without much ado. All through these, our Suguna is waiting silently, secretly..
                 The Fakir loses

The Fakir loses

A Poem by Bala Gorthi


Come to me, the fakir calls again. Saying there is nothing to gain. Your soul is a dove. Allow it to fly above. And there is a pain. ..
Bellow of the slow

Bellow of the slow

A Poem by Bala Gorthi


Feeling low because I am slow.There is a silent row, affecting my glow. Rapid flow of thoughts never on dearth. But in black and white, th..
Cease to exist

Cease to exist

A Poem by Bala Gorthi


You cease to exist even in my memory
 Lost in the Labyrinth

Lost in the Labyrinth

A Poem by Bala Gorthi


The innocent ignorant soul is no better than a lamb
For the sake

For the sake

A Poem by Bala Gorthi


Some Random Thoughts