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NEW BOOK RELEASE!

On By Mahvash K. M.In bookworm, childrensbooks, kidlit, Kidsbooks, poetry, verse, womenwriters, writing2 Comments

“QUIRKY CREATURES, AN EGG, A FRUIT AND A STAR“

Putting my children’s-book-writer hat on for a bit to introduce my third book in the Curious Animals & Quirky Creatures series: QUIRKY CREATURES, AN EGG, A FRUIT AND A STAR.
From the little bee with the huge head, to the mischievous dragonfly trying to steal ladybird’s spots, to the extra bright little firefly, there are ten little stories in this collectible about delightful and funny creatures.
Every poem tells of a little act of courage, humour and kindness as each of the little creatures saves the day in its own little way.

IN SRI LANKA: The book is available at Sarasavi, Pendi, Expographics, Seyln, Barefoot and The Jam Fruit Tree bookstores.

IN PAKISTAN: It should be on the shelves in Liberty Books and Readings at the end of July 2023. It will also be available with my aunt Mrs. Nayyar Liaqat.

IN DUBAI: July onwards, you can get your copy from my sister Zarmina by sending her a WhatsApp message.

A big thank you to my illustrator, Chrish Vindhy for the beautiful artwork of the book.

It’s been a fabulous journey with my children’s literature over the last 2 years with over 700 books sold. So thank you to all who have bought, read and gifted them 💕
Here’s to #raisingreaders

VERSE | REAWAKENING

On By Mahvash K. M.In hope, Joy, poetry, verse, womenwriters, writing1 Comment 
I remember, I remember 
A little girl who did delight 
My spirit as she flew on wings
Of liquid golden light 

She was filled with compassion
And a courage that fairly roared 
The world was her oyster
She had found her wings and soared 

But then I lost sight of that 
Special one when I left home 
To let marriage settle me 
In its no nonsense folds

Time went on as it does 
And more and more I found myself 
Thinking of the little girl
A tender nostalgia for a friend 

I looked for her on winter trips
That I occasionally made back home 
But she seemed to have melted 
Into the fading mists of dawn 

When life came full circle and 
My youngest daughter was wed
I came back to write and roost
To my childhood homestead 

There one balmy summer day 
As I sat poised to write 
The story that had been hiding away
In the tumultuousness of life 

The little girl peeked out at me
Not from behind the door 
But from the page that I was writing on 
From the ink on it that flowed 

That day I met her again 
Her happy laugh warmed my heart
Even as she flitted in and out 
Of my vision at the start 

But then she gently held my hand 
As I wrote page after page
And I remembered, I remembered 
As I found myself again.

VERSE | CORONA NON GRATA

On By Mahvash K. M.In Foot in the Mouth, pandemic, poetry, verse, writingLeave a comment 
Lockdowns, inbound, not allowed to go out.
While Queen Corona, that prima donna gaily traipses all about. 
She’s making sure we don’t forget 
Her microscopic savageness!
So she merrily mutates every 60 days
In Vietnam, Brazil, India and the UK.
I do despise her with a passion so! 
That dung of Newt; that Toady’s toe!

I tried to see the cosmic grace; 
Nature’s reckoning, her showing us our place;
Cloaked in all her viral majesty,
Bequeathing wisdom in all this travesty …
But enough already! How much more
Do you want us humans to buckle down and endure? 
You know we’re as stubborn as the proverbial asses 
No amount of beating will turn us into planet-loving masses! 

So begone! Away with you, Ye vile Covid,
Get out of our systems - Scat! Move it!
Two years is enough of a pandemic battle;
Go away! Depart with your deathly rattle.
Even Nature is kind after tap-tapping her cane;
You’ve ravaged our bodies; now you’re driving us insane. 
Seclusion, Solitude, I’m so done with these Ice Maidens
Give me a cafe, a bar and a mall that is laden 
With throngs of happy and virus-free crowds
Chattering, nattering and walking about!

This ode is for you as an un-fond farewell 
Please go to Mars; I hear its volcanoes are swell!