Wednesday, 22 July 2026

A poem by Sai Varenya

 Untethered I sit here, 

At my worplace in July, 

Languid and adrift, 

Inertia engulfed me--

Though I yearned to do something fruitful. 

Apathetic workplace

Enervated me. 


The sun climbed high, 

Yet my heart refused to rise. 

The hours dissolved into quiet emptiness. 

The afternoon too passed like an unwritten page. 


Yes, am an Asst Prof, 

Caught in a monotony 

Too deep for words--

Too heavy to escape. 




-- Sai Varenya

22/07/2026

10.24 am

Monday, 20 July 2026

I'm Disgruntled -- Poem by Sai Varenya

 I'm disgruntled 

My career dreams disillusioned. 


A girl who dreamt of power, 

A girl who dreamt of serving society, 

A girl who was always curious, 

A girl with a maverick mind

A girl who always smiled, 

A girl who was once very smart, brilliant,

 bright student, admired by her teachers. 


Now, lost her brightness, 

Submerged within a cocoon

Woven by all the wise elders advices. 


She was so true, passionate, optimistic, and ambitious. 

Turns of fate changed everything. 


Now she cries bitterly, 

No one to calm her. 


She is rich in character, 

Rich in knowledge, 

Yet, unable to secure a stable job. 


In the path lead by others, she treads. 

A path she was forced to take

By the pressures of life

And the lack of money. 


To buy a career--

It was against her ethics. 

With empty pockets

Her coaching dream,  too, remained a distant horizon.



-- Sai Varenya

20/07/2026

Time: 6.17--6.53 pm

Wednesday, 22 April 2026

A poem by Sai Varenya

 He appears like a comet

My bestie, he is-- 


Talks once in a blue moon, 

While my heart waits

For his presence

So patiently... 


He was a nightingale

In days now vanished. 

Now he blooms like Kurinji flower--

Rare, distant, and fleeting. 


Yet, my mind returns to him

Every day, every night, every breath, 

He is absent, yet alive within me


I call him a valuable friend, 

Though his warmth comes Like sunlight through clouds--

Felt for a moment, then gone before I can hold,


-- Sai Varenya

Time:7.30 pm-7. 39 pm


Saturday, 18 April 2026

Ode to My Twin Soul-- Sai Varenya

 A compadreship started years ago--

The one I forgot gender. 


I emptied my mind to my twin soul today, 

And I saw my words 

Spill, flood, overflow. 


I sensed a dull ache in my chest, 

And heard a drum beating

Found it's my heart. 

Suffocation in my nose

When oxygen was plenty

I don't know why


I felt very strange

Not normal for me

Though normal, my friend calls it.



-- Sai Varenya

18/04/2026

Time: 2.21 pm

Thursday, 21 August 2025

Again and Again the Masks Fall (My Impromptu Ephemera)



 Whensoever Aughtime reverance and homage quivers to Chiaroscuro Eidolon I... 

Whensoever I behold any persona Seraphic...

Whensoever wayfarer adored me

Whensoever my heart whispers, they are good and true, a gentle light my soul can trust, 

Whensoever my heart and mind bow in unconscious reverence... 

In a fleeting span of days Or months, the illusion melts away.

Reality breaks upon me like an unbidden light... 

The illusion crumbles with lightning's speed

And yet, again and again,  it returns...

Certain masks slip and scatter in sudden silence--

Yet only a few are unveiled before the world.

Everyone I met whom I adored and held in deep reverance--

Those untrue were, and still are, unveiled by fate.



Composed by Sai Varenya

Date: 21/08/2025

Time:7. 24 pm --7.59 pm

Wednesday, 6 August 2025

Heartbroken Teacher --A poem by Sai Varenya

 Heartbroken Teacher


(A poem composed by Sai Varenya during a fleeting emotion. ) 

I'm a heartbroken teacher,

Worn by waves of silent pain.

I can’t endure the weight of emotion—

My aura suffocates

In the presence of pretense.


I hate what teaching has become—

Its true value drowned,

Engulfed by false praise,

Fakeness, and actors

Who wear borrowed passion like a mask.



Composed on 06/08/2025 

Time: 10.31 am


Monday, 4 August 2025

Teach--"Err" -- A poem by Sai Varenya

 Teach "Err"

--Sai Varenya


Err is wisdom

Fabrication is intellect

Truth lost it's hue

Corruption stains the eduworld.


Composed on: 04/08/2025

Time: 5.22 pm