Month: September 2017

Poetry

Mahakavi Bharathi on “Clarity”!

By N. V. Subbaraman, Chennai Here is a beautiful poem by Mahakavi Subhramaniya Bharathiyar, one of the greatest national, patriotic poets from Tamilnadu , who lived in the early part of twentieth century. This poem deals with the importance of CLARITY required for success in life. As usual his poem original in […]

Poetry

Flame

A tiny flame, burning inside my core, Kept me radiant and alive And when my world was dark and sore Its warmth and glow helped me survive The trauma and the injuries I suffered Added more spark to my flickering flame Instead of dying down it preferred To  take the […]

Articles

Vipers in the Veggie Patch

By Mark Antony Rossi  There’s nothing worse intellectually than being betrayed by someone in who you had the highest expectations. You want the very best for them but often you receive the very worse. And in many ways you betray yourself for giving such a fool more reason than rope […]

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Mushrooms

By Shobha Diwakar We all are aware of a mushroom. We know what it means and in our childhood loved to eradicate it out of curiosity to find the next day that it had sprung up once again. Our innocence  culminated into uprooting it again and again… did it convey a […]

Poetry

Fifty-Four Days

On the 54th morning,  postnasal drip of not having coffee yet,  my driving to work  in my metal box car continues. The horizon is a palette,  pink and blue and Van Gogh yellows. And yet, I do suddenly realize out loud to myself, how bad you truly felt. We will […]

Poetry

Painted Cat

This painted cat on my balcony hangs in this sun, bleaches out it’s wooden survival kit, cut short- then rots chips paint cracks widen in joints, no infant sparrow wings nestled in this hole beneath its neck- then falls down. No longer a swinger in latter days, August wind.   […]

Poetry

Night Replaces Light

Within it the dawn held the day’s ultimate truth – the dancing mysteries of light in its chamber. Soon it turned into a bright day, crammed with youth. Morning now is past – does it remember? In some time not far, its glow will be in danger. Night, then replaces […]

Poetry

War Kills

War kills in business. War kills at home. You know the answer, honey, but you do the wrong. What will you do when killers come to you? We’ve gone a long way, still don’t know what to do. War kills for sure, is dirty business. But business is strong and […]

Poetry

Your Soul

At this point of time I write a poem to you. When the world is harsh on you, You are never alone. When the things go wrong, You are never alone. Alone is the time where you survive,   A time which makes you realise, That I am here with […]