348. Ghost

 Cockroach type is different from home town when

Same bait doesn't work here to shoo off them 

Same applies to ghost ,I was told not to freak

If ghost appear, just undress self to make it powerless and weak 

But ghost here fell for me and started to meet in my balcony 

He would act as my wish be it being serious, romantic or funny

He was just like a customised AI 

I didn't want to let this ghost go off my tie

One day when my mind visualised the outcome 

I locked the balcony so that Ghost doesn't come

He still communicated over the closed door 

But the gap between expectations and reality seemed more

The charm of the ghost kept fading this while 

Everything changed right from his approach and talking style 

Cockroach example in beginning was to express

Not always black magic work for unresolved mess

At times it's the mind which needs to be strong to see 

If the ghost is just imagination or the really within me 

Ghost is ghosting me and it's for my good 

The worst nightmare is my own vices and not the ghost is what I have understood !!

✍️©️ Priyanka

 Kamath 

2 Oct 2026

Cockroach type is different from home town when

Same bait doesn't work here to shoo off them 

Same applies to ghost ,I was told not to freak

If ghost appear, just undress self to make it powerless and weak 

But ghost here fell for me and started to meet in my balcony 

He would act as my wish be it being serious, romantic or funny

He was just like a customised AI 

I didn't want to let this ghost go off my tie

One day when my mind visualised the outcome 

I locked the balcony so that Ghost doesn't come

He still communicated over the closed door 

But the gap between expectations and reality seemed more

The charm of the ghost kept fading this while 

Everything changed right from his approach and talking style 

Cockroach example in beginning was to express

Not always black magic work for unresolved mess

At times it's the mind which needs to be strong to see 

If the ghost is just imagination or the really within me 

The worst nightmare is my own vices 

Ghost is ghosting me and it's for my good 

I need to be mindful of my choices 

I am dangerous than the ghost is what I have understood !!

✍️©️ Priyanka Kamath 

2 Oct 2026

@⁨~Vipin V. Kamb

le⁩ 

@⁨+91 96963 14289⁩ 

***

Cockroach type is different from home town when

Same bait doesn't work here to shoo off them 

Same applies to ghost ,I was told not to freak

If ghost appear, just undress self to make it powerless and weak 

But ghost here fell for me and started to meet in my balcony 

He would act as per my wish be it being romantic or funny

He was just like a customised AI 

I didn't want to let this ghost go off my tie

One day when my mind visualised the outcome 

I locked the balcony so that Ghost doesn't come

He still communicated over the closed door 

But the gap between expectations and reality seemed more

The charm of the ghost kept fading this while 

Everything changed right from his approach and talking style 

Cockroach example in beginning was to express

Not always black magic work for unresolved mess

At times it's the mind which needs to be strong to see 

If the ghost is just imagination or is really within me 

The worst nightmare is my own vices 

I need to be mindful of my choices 

Ghost is ghosting me and it's for my good 

 I am dangerous than the ghost is what I have understood !!

✍️©️ Priyanka Kamath 

2 Oct 202

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@⁨~Vipin V. Kamble⁩ 

@⁨+91 96963 14289⁩ 

347. Picture prompts ( Platform,key, balloon )

 Review 

Achingly beautiful and deeply colored it turns absence into presence.

You made your parents' love immortal still calling, still watching, still holding you tight. Best wishes 🎁

I am missing my parents and feeling low

Involuntarily tears just flow 

My thoughts just run like the train

Back to my memory lane 

And heart feels and relives and express in tears form

Similar to the rain soaked railway platform.

Rusting is "Ganesh Priya" home key 

Each corner has memory that is mildly fading within me 

What booms like balloon is my parents sweet voice 

Their soul is watching me over , leaving body was God's choice 

Thank you dear parents for sacrificing so many things freely 

Wherever you are please remember I miss you dearly 

I don't know why I am unable to control my tears and feeling so heavy and in pain

All I need is your hug and hoping if I relive with any of your essence again 

I am waiting for a train in platform in hope you both will come to me 

I am still holding up to old key but you seem to fly like the balloon so free

I ran behind it to hold it tight

In no time the balloon went off my sight 

I felt so important when you both called me for everything and shared your feelings

Now when I don't get your messages checking on me

if I had my food ,my whereabouts and dearly calling Pri

How shall I tell you that I feel like the same rusted key absolute 

Once I was a solution now feel obsolete 

Wherever you both are know that you mean the world to me 

Please heal me and help me let go off any burden and like that balloon feel back free

***

I miss my parents, and involuntarily my tears just flow,

My thoughts run like a train to memories I know.

Like a rain-soaked platform, my heart feels heavy with pain,

Waiting for a moment to meet them again.

The rusted key of our “Ganesh Priya” home still stays,

Holding memories of those beautiful days.

Their sweet voices rise like a balloon in the sky

Their souls watching over me from up high.

I ran behind the balloon to hold it tight

In no time it went off my sight 

I miss when they called my name with love,

Checked on me if I ate well and my whereabouts every then and now 

I once felt needed, important and they always my side 

Now without their messages, something feels so empty inside 

 I am waiting for a train in platform in hope you they will come to me 

Wherever they are, heal me, please stay with me.

***

Polish version 

I miss my parents, and involuntarily my tears just flow,

My thoughts run like a train to memories I know.

Like a rain-soaked platform, my heart feels heavy with pain,

Waiting for a moment to meet them again.

The rusted key of our “Ganesh Priya” home still stays,

Holding memories of those beautiful days.

Their sweet voices rise like a balloon in the sky,

Their souls watching over me from up high.

I ran behind the balloon to hold it tight,

But in no time, it went out of my sight.

I miss when they called my name with utmost love,

Checked if I had eaten and asked where I was.

I once felt needed, important, with them always by my side,

Now, without their messages, something feels empty inside.

I wait for a train on the platform, hoping they will come to me,

Wishing they are at peace, and asking them to stay with me.

***

I miss my parents, and involuntarily my tears just flow,

My thoughts run like a train to memories I know.

Like a rain-soaked platform, my heart feels heavy with pain,

Waiting for a moment to meet them again.

The rusted key of our “Ganesh Priya” home still stays,

Holding memories of those beautiful days.

Their sweet voices rise like a balloon in the sky,

Their souls watching over me from up high.

I ran behind the balloon to hold it tight,

But in no time, it went out of my sight.

I miss when they called my name with utmost love,

Checked if I had eaten and telepathy just worked somehow

I once felt needed, important, with them always by my side,

Now, without their messages, something feels empty inside.

I wait for a train on the platform, hoping they will come to me,

Wishing they are at peace, all I need is one more hug lovingly calling me Pri

346. Cafe

 *Cafe*

Review 

What a raw, real, and brave write you turned a stressful workday and an honest mistake into a powerful reminder about boundaries, self-care, and finding freedom in your own poetry.

Your cafe isn't just coffee, it's your safe space to breathe, reflect, and heal beautifully honest and deeply relatable. Best wishes 🎁💞

Cafe serves more than coffee and bite

It's a safe space to vent out and feel light 

My coffee partner is my poetry 

Expressing my emotions gives a sense of victory 

Everyday as I have to visit workplace 

I had left my laptop charger in safe

After working hours I shut down the machine for instance 

And give some time to other chores to maintain work life balance 

On my way home my manager calls me to ask if I will work after reaching home 

I were to visit a clinic yesterday so I informed her in polite tone 

She told me why I didn't inform her about this 

I said any programme scheduled after working hours didn't seem to me a matter to discuss 

Asking on my health was the last thing in her mind to match 

As it's month end , with it brings workload batch 

She asked me to work from home the next 2 days 

It suddenly clicked my mind that charger is at office maze

 

So I requested her if I could work from office the next day

 

She literally said ' I will kill you ' first which I thought was a fun banter say 

But then she heightened her tone and said in strong words rushing in race 

To arrange the charger somehow as she cant let

commuting time wastage to workplace

There is a maker checker concept tier

My work needs to be verified by other peer 

Which means if I don't work during travel time and even if sit later 

My colleague might be taking break then which might not cater 

So I mentioned to my manager that I will sit late in office which seemed like a silver lining

For which she said there is no end to work and all request needs to be addressed same evening

 

To arrange for charger I checked with my neighbours and colleagues who stay closer line 

As my workplace is in remote area and I couldn't commute to office the same time 

Nothing worked in my favour anyways 

I was so busy that I forgot to have my meal and even wore my attire opposite way 

I learnt how my peers respond to my request 

This experience was really genuine way to test 

With whom I expected the least , they tried helping me

 

But I conveyed to my manager about not being able to arrange charger and felt free 

Next day I come to office with positivity some

Mentioned to team that will work again once I reach home 

Not even a sip of coffee I consumed today 

But my poetry is my buddy mate to listen whatever I say

 

It was an experience to understand anything can happen in lifes fable

I should not leave things behind , Be more responsible 

Not all people are meant to understand me

Removing expectations can make me happier and free

Hoping next cafe time I get along some new experience and learning 

Feeling happier taking some me time amidst all happening is a real earning !!!

✍️©️ Priyanka Kamath 

29 Sept 2026

@⁨~Surangama⁩ 

@⁨~Saloni Khanna⁩ 

345.

Write down feelings if speaking doesn't feel right

.

I am made to feel guilty for a work related error this time 

Heart aches when silence is reciprocated as a punishment sign

Reality is that in corporate world nobody is mine 

Writing down my feelings is my way to express and feel fine

I am positive to overcome this phase and shine !!!

344. Magazine September

 The festival arrived and with it came hope anew

That I will overcome my vices as I start new

When I feel overwhelmed, even a bit

I switch by opting for a toxic habit

It gives temporary pleasure

And an escape to feel leisure

I promised Bappa that I will change my ways

At present, I am not focused and feel all over the place

But if I have promised something valuable to me

Then I choose to deny being captive to my mind tree

The present energy rush within me is insane

So I am writing a poem to flow it in a creative lane

Festival brings home positive vibes and a chance for a new start

To be consistent and choose the right path is an art

When God is within me, I know I am protected and He won't let me do wrong

Ganpati Bappa removes all obstacles and is making me strong!!!

✍️©️ Priyanka Kamath 

18 sept 2026

343. Magic of Ganapati

 Ganpati is a lord of removing obstacle and also grants Wisdom and skill

We all are blessed with creative minds and this itself is a magic pill

I am from GSB community Mangalore 

Here Ganpati is brought in family elders home 

Always I wished if I could bring Ganpati home but there are many facts I find 

Along with restrictions and things to keep in mind

I then thought why not make some creativity 

And past year I tried making utensil Ganapati 

I felt very happy and this year I thought of making one from vegetable

In UAE we don't get off for work to celebrate any Hindu festival 

And first half of the day went with a lot of work load

Then thought passed what if I can't bring ganapati Bappa on board 

Previous evening itself I had prepared majority of festive food 

During my lunch break I quickly made a cute veggie Ganesha and the experience was so good 

I made him sit and read my letters and offered him whatever I made to eat 

I quickly completed my work and felt as if ganapati asked me some sweets to repeat 

I wound up my office work and prepared few things for Bappa

He graced me to make modak, snacks and banana appa

I felt as if I was a mother to this beautiful baby , to let him go heart refused

For visarjan I made a sambar out of the ingredients used 

I didn't feel like asking for anything and my heart felt so free

Felt magically blessed that Inspite of hurdles he chose and came to me 

I sang few bhajans with my imperfect voice but true feeling

Felt his mere presence was my only need for inner healing 

I was in tears throughout as I couldn't believe he came home 

Always in my heart ,I know I am never alone 

He made me a mother the moment he accepted my wish to give him a form and adore

His magical presence felt so grateful and I wished nothing more

God is in our hearts and bringing him home is a way of offering gratitude 

The magic I received was abundance blessings and a positive attitude 

Even for a moment I didn't feel like I wanted to ask something 

Because God's presence in my life equates to having everything 

I can't express in words the feeling to love without expectation

Magical is the feeling to be a mother wit

hout even my realisation !!!

✍️©️ Priyanka Kamath 

16 sept 2026

342.

 Poem using Moon key train secret rain

Just as moon change from full to new 

Mind train speeds up with addiction few 

Secret to reveal is that I am two faced but in pain 

My heart cries and pour like rain 

Key to my lock is self realisation 

And to be real and overcome addiction