The moon of Mars and Earth alight

Like the tinkle of a slinky

Her cosmos is growing like

The vulva she wears hence

The veil land on her head

Adorning her natural beauty

Before she marries and forms

her kaleera, it;s party time

like Sri Lankans we use coconuts and money in exchange

For stomach knots to form an

Umbilical cord as we are one

World, word and womb.



  • Niyitanga Pacifique

    Beautiful one Preeti.

    • preeti

      Thank you so much 🙂

    • FredPeyer

      Very nicely written, Preeti, like that last three w line!

    • Goldfinch60

      Very good write Preeti, may that world be full of words and birth.


    • M Yasir

      Well I found some new words from your Poem thanks for sharing good work !👍

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