The Crooked Order Of Things (From Mother Goose)


There was a lonely lady, and she walked a lonely mile. She was found in a lonely old-age home, instead of her now lonely age-old home. She made lonely friends there, who were only themselves too. And they all lived together in a lonely little world.
-Priyal Panchal
For Priyal Panchal poetry & life are synonymous. Currently, she is writing a new stanza as she works on her doctoral thesis in the area of City Poetry. In previous stanzas, she wrote poetry for the curriculum of Vibgyor chain of Schools, taught at Ruia College & synced poetry with music as an RJ with MUST Radio. She has also written poems in Hindi, Marathi, Gujarati & Spanish.

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