RUMMAGE

My mother is a whirlwind of miracles,
She slaughters my figment of imagination
With her teeth, and, rips off my heart’s swamp
To lay bare my wounds.
I have experienced for myself
Typical streams that steepen from my mother’s eyes.
She owns my platform, script & the play
Her time is my time,
She is the owner of the rivers that run through my body.
Shiva is at her feel to collect the flowers of her love,
He will meet her at the pinnacle of a full moon night
At the crown of my head.
She parades novel stories on world’s stage,
All drama belongs to her!

Nidhi's works have appeared in various publications including California State Poetry Society, Yale University, University of Tennessee, Chronogram Media, South Asian Today, etc. Nidhi's work stems from the distinct theories illustrated in the religious texts such as Vedas. She has worked on the concept of Ardhanareeswara, psychological disorders and her pieces are coordinated amicably with different subjects such as natural disasters, agony, complex realism and profound affairs of day to day life. Subsequently, she writes as she talks to God! Nidhi is a distal pancreatectomy survivor and is in the pink with atrophic pancreas followed by diabetes & mild scoliosis.