My mother’s lipstick

Sometimes in sheer memory

I glide on smoothly

a matt finished lipstick

on my skin.

The color maroon

one November afternoon

I see through the mirror

the woman I have known

or reflection of my own.

Not any other

I see my mother

wearing Her lipstick

that compliments Her style

Her beautiful smile.


Miss you mom. 💝


SAUCEPOT (Women’s World)

Dedicated to all ladies 😉
It’s time for the ladies to take up the stand
If you wanna a man, fall hard again
Lemon & yogurt & ginger garlic paste
Grill it up with love on a hot grill pan
Simmer a bit jealousy until just tender
 Spice up with onions for him to surrender
Tandoori Masala is not what you need
Cooked boneless chicken with tomatoes underneath
Frying pan alas will have the magic done
Will deep fry the anger, until golden
Some cabbage & carrots then garnish alight
And see the emotions thinly sliced
Toasting the buns with a little bit butter
Will make him drool & dance a better
Try not forgetting a chutney along
So that you reside in his heart for long.
By:  Anne Baluch