Sandra Martyres

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

Sandra Martyres Poems

201. My Humble Abode 5/6/2009
202. Knowledge (Tanka) 6/2/2009
203. Freedom Is All I Want 9/6/2009
204. Business Is Business 11/18/2009
205. The Long Road To Nowhere 1/10/2010
206. Haiku -4 5/30/2009
207. Enchantment (Senryu) 6/2/2009
208. Senryu - A Few 5/23/2009
209. In-Laws 3/23/2009
210. A Banana Peel 3/16/2010
211. Cherry Pickers (Haiku Style) 11/7/2009
212. The Lesson 4/10/2009
213. Haiku -2 5/26/2009
214. Workplace (Senryu) 7/30/2009
215. The Mocking Two... 4/29/2009
216. A Social Evil 4/2/2010
217. The Christmas Tree 12/6/2009
218. Life In The Fast Lane 3/17/2009
219. A New Romance 7/20/2010
220. I Have Decided 5/3/2009
221. Flu 4/28/2009
222. Twitter And Tweeting 7/22/2009
223. Parakeets (Haiku) 6/1/2009
224. Simple Life 9/21/2007
225. Dad 9/2/2007
226. Standing Tall After A Fall 3/19/2009
227. You Are Gone Forever 4/13/2009
228. Floppy - My Mascot 5/23/2009
229. Cut And Paste 11/18/2009
230. Loneliness - A Senryu Suite 6/20/2011
231. It Is Time To Thank You...My Ph Friends 5/30/2009
232. World Environment Day 6/5/2009
233. Markets (Senryu) 8/8/2009
234. Neighbours 2/25/2009
235. The Thief (Senryu) 10/4/2009
236. On Tigers And Owls 5/28/2009
237. Entangled 5/7/2009
238. Good Old Donald Duck 6/12/2009
239. Writers' Block 4/7/2009
240. Goodbye 3/16/2009
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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Dad

Dad, we watched you wither away
All of eighty kilos by night and day
The one and only saving grace,
Was your ever smiling face.
While we reached the depths of despair,
You calmly declared that life was not always fair.

Despite the breathlessness and the pain,
Never did you really complain.

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