https://www.facebook.com/glory.sasikala (Glory Sasikala - Poet - Short Story Writer - Novelist -Publisher of GloMag)
Friday, September 11, 2026
COZY
Thursday, September 10, 2026
THE UNQUIET BURIAL OF THE DEAD HORSE
Thursday, September 3, 2026
PARADISE LOST AND REGAINED
Look at me
I'm the common denominator
responsible
for all the failed relationships in my life
Not the child molester
or the one who does not hesitate to poison
out of jealousy
Not the bullies
and the narcissists
and the ones who misinterpret
but me -
the common denominator
that dares to whine
pushing my boat
farther and farther away
from them all
into deep ocean
till it toppled altogether
and disappeared
Leaving me to find my way to the shore
all alone and gasping for breath.
But look where I am now -
on a golden beach
looking up at a never-ending blue sky
that turns into millions of twinkling stars at night
Breeze whispering my name.
Look where I am now
Devoid of Drama
Paradise.
Saturday, February 21, 2026
SILENCE SPEAKS
Waves destroyed my sandcastle day before
Carefully constructed yet flimsy -
Bricks of Love I had not laid in place.
I know now I love the ocean and the waves
more than I do my sandcastle.
Did not cry that it was gone -
Did not look back.
Dancing waves beckon -
The crossover is gentle, silent,
and seamless
From beach to ocean.
Gentle waves lapping
On a placid day of morning Sunshine
And cool breeze.
At peace at last, and
one with the Blue.
Monday, November 24, 2025
ANOTHER DAY, ANOTHER TIME
Saturday, October 18, 2025
DARK THOUGHTS
They were there a long time
in folders
my poets and writers
their work, their lives, their thoughts
and when I'd done compiling and thanking
I deleted them, the folders
to add new ones
but then, I had forgotten a detail
and I clicked Control plus Z, the reverse shortcut keys
and there they were back again
in folders
my poets and writers
their works, their lives, their thoughts
How I wish there were some reverse shortcut keys
to bring back
all the loved ones I've lost.
Tuesday, September 16, 2025
LIFE LESSONS
Watching traffic outside our apartments is like watching life. I see them come with great confidence and speed and bright lights. I know there are two speed breakers there, and I can see them slow down, literally stop and go over these, then they're travelling...but not fast anymore. They're slower, more careful, almost floundering when they draw closer to our gates. Beyond our gates, to the right, is the main road and I know they'll pick up speed once they reach there and turn a corner....






