So many islands
Floating in the sky
Not a single carries a home.

Wilderness casts shadows
Rivers cuts across oceans.

Crows fly as navigated by the strangers
Devoid of affections
That used to be
Trademark of mankind.

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Pritpal Kaur
Pritpal Kaur
A television journalist turned writer I have been writing short stories and poetry for almost twenty five years. Masters in Physics and Education, turned to Television journalism and gradually shifted to full time writing. Taught physics for a year at University of agriculture. Meanwhile worked for All India Radio as announcer. Reported for “Parakh” and later worked with NDTV. Got into professional writing somewhere along the line. Have also produced documentaries for television and radio.