Saloni Kaul

The May Selected Poet is Saloni Kaul

Please feel free to email Saloni at: skaul57@yahoo.com



Strain your ears to hear the song of the wind,
Your eyes focus to see landscapes pictured in the sky;
Breathe in deep to smell the zest through lemon rind
Touch needle-sharp to sense mysteries where they lie.
Your voice soften so it tells of all these
Like brooks the dreams of mount glaciers at height;
And when fitting raise it to sound loud as you please,
As the roar of the sea echoes all of day at night.
How these accumulations of vision
Of that heard long and sensed even longer
Work on our mind and spirit like story collections
That lead readers through a myriad worlds dispenser!
Alive to all this, each year (as you older grow) of yours gold ore
Conveys like cumulative interest the best of years before.


Ever so often you like to do your own thing
And steer away from dull humdrum routine;
But then come strict shoulder taps insailing,                
That is, it’s time to firmly toe the line.
Moments there are for individuality
And times to project your own inner core ;
But when music’s well written’s a reality
You’d better doggedly stick to the score.
Though tough the meticulousness called for ,
Eye to each frame assiduously cast,
Tenaciously glued to lip sync is the dubber
The results speak for themselves in films that last.
Thick tightly glued to skin as whale’s blubber,
Partners that work to a strict plan win the rubber.


Living off impulses might sound risky
But there’s much to be said in its favour
As irrepressible laughter (pure as malt whisky)
Does wonders for someone’s waning humour.
Impetuous may be the generous giver
Vanward as a pushing front thrusting impellent ;
But think, what if you’re the lucky receiver ?
World transformed, you conjure bliss and relent !
Unpredictability’s charm like plant from seed sown,
The sudden surprise, the unexpected gift
Is all very well, in a class of its own ,
Like a hand in friendship, a healed rift.
Now and then let’s all give impulse a free hand,
Let down our hair and dance to some rollicking band.


It’s always sensible to set aside
Occasionally wisely the time for you yourself
To do exactly as you please and decide
Without following the herd, matters for oneself.
Doing what others like is all very well !
Pleasure is also to be derived from pleasing
The other; like clowns at circus with pride swell
At loud applause old bag of tricks greeting.
But content to truly be you, you must content
Your own inner needs, zest for life and drive;
As satisfaction in items of beauty lent
Is only doubled when you receive double yours alive.
Make the time for yourself to think things through.
When you do what you like, you like what you do.

Saloni Kaul, author and poet, was first published at the age of ten and has stayed in print since on four continents. As critic and columnist, Saloni has enjoyed forty two years of being published.

Her first volume, a fifty poem collection, was published in the USA in 2009. Subsequent volumes include Universal One and Essentials All.

She is also an accomplished broadcaster, writer-producer-presenter with innumerable documentaries and features to her credit.

Most recent Saloni Kaul poetic production has been published in The Horror Zine, Mad Swirl (contains ongoing her poetry page), The Penwood Review, Scarlet Leaf Review, OVI Magazine, House Of Horror Glitter & Words, The Whimperbang Journal, Mantis, The Paragon Press Journal, The Imaginate and Mystical Muse Poetry Magazine