Sandra Martyres

Rookie - 24 Points (5th October / Mumbai - India)

Sandra Martyres Poems

321. Prison Dreams 7/14/2009
322. Buried 8/15/2009
323. Windswept 10/10/2009
324. Another Face In The Crowd 5/16/2009
325. The Aftermath 10/10/2009
326. Haunted! ! 6/16/2009
327. Death (678 Style) 7/6/2009
328. Black Ribbon 10/21/2009
329. A Bygone Era 9/4/2009
330. Birds 4/29/2009
331. It Ended With A Sandwich (Revised) 9/18/2009
332. Reminiscing On Mother’s Day 5/10/2009
333. A Little Ditty 9/27/2009
334. The Veil 4/28/2009
335. Goldilocks 6/7/2009
336. And Life Goes On 10/22/2009
337. A Vegetarian's Nightmare 10/30/2009
338. Twilight 8/29/2009
339. A Haiku Selection 6/25/2009
340. Grandma Is Lost 10/8/2009
341. Retired Dad 7/16/2009
342. My Tryst With A Parasite 10/2/2009
343. The Power Of Prayer 6/25/2009
344. Vibgyor - A Splash Of Colour 8/6/2009
345. I Cannot..... 3/31/2009
346. A Celebration Gone Wrong... 4/20/2009
347. A Candle Goes Out 8/29/2009
348. Seashore 7/31/2009
349. A Lost Poodle 8/11/2009
350. A Special Prayer 4/23/2009
351. On Throwing A Shoe Or Two 4/18/2009
352. Alphabetic Inspiration 9/10/2009
353. A Mysterious Neighbour 9/2/2009
354. Cinderella 6/7/2009
355. A Banker's Prayer 9/26/2009
356. A Humble Poetic Tribute 5/18/2009
357. Down Memory Lane - In A Local Train 8/10/2009
Best Poem of Sandra Martyres

Down Memory Lane - In A Local Train

It was a trip down memory lane
My journey on a Mumbai local train
Boarding the Ladies Compartment
I managed to land a window seat
Which in my younger days
Was considered the veteran’s treat
As only the fleet-footed and the agile
Were able to leap into the moving train
For these coveted seats to stake their claim

I watched as the passengers boarded
Most with household provisions loaded
But each with her own seat preference
Some chose to sit in the direction
Of the moving train
While others opted to be with friends
The short distance ...

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Destiny

We plot our own destiny
Be it the path to happiness
Or the road to ruin.
Despite the highs and lows of our lives
It is we and we alone
Who plot our own destinies.

We can choose to be changed
Or be the agents of change

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