Sameera Fathima

Sameera is a Srilankan who lives in East London. She has a Diploma in teaching from the college of education in Sri Lanka and worked as a teacher in Sri Lanka. She started to write in the school days and could not continue writing as life changed. But still she believes that writing is her therapy for all her inarticulated feelings.

Kite Running Days

Kite running days An ambery summer Lay on harvested crops. Our salad days flapped like Dragonflies. We piled up pebbles under Shade of the giant Albizia. Tween us in loosen plaits And frocks with un-tied knots. Shrieks and squeals about the
April 25, 2023

Monsoon

Sky shelters the magic bowls that wrapped. Drizzle dances Ahead of street lights. Stillness of the wet city Breeze and chilly. Carving bundles Of memories. I could sense-even a city has nerves Of such emotions. A mid-night sounds Of heavy rain drops.
October 25, 2022

The Soaked Rotty Pieces

These Lengthy nights of winter Like a bird which sings in the drizzle Won’t sleep without the warmth of your memories. The heart where I hold Your pose which was Twenty years old Still moist… Evening sunlit wafting from the kitchen window.
January 25, 2022