Indeed the idols I have loved so long have done my credit in this world much wrong: Have drowned my glory in a shallow cup, and sold my reputation for a song. Indeed, indeed, repentance oft before I swore – but was I sober when I swore? And then and […]
Just because I am old do not tumble me dry. Toss me away with those unused Wheat pennies, Buffalo nickels, and Mercury dimes in those pickle jars in the basement. Do not bleach my dark memories Salvation Army my clothes to the poor because I died. Do not retire me […]
A perfect figure matched with perfect looks’ A sight of you puffs my chin like bean cake Your looks make me think about life after now My lone soul ,brightens up at the glimpse of your gait ‘slow and steady, calm and quiet’ the shadows of your figure throws light […]
A full moon night it was As she lay gazing at the silvery ball – Umpteen eerie creatures surged her mind Pinned so strongly, she couldn’t shirk them away Spine-chilling monsters before her eyes danced Sleep lost its way- In the midst of ridiculous bloodcurdling creatures- Jumping into life from […]
कलम हाथ मे उठाते ही , भावनाओँ का ज्वार उमड़ने लगा | विचारों का मंथन होने लगा | शब्दों के छंद मूर्त रूप में ढलने लगे || अल्फाजों को जुबा मिलने लगी कलम हाँथ मे उठाते ही , शब्द जो झरे लेखनी से तो , कहे अनकहे कई ज़ज्बात बयां […]
By Mark Antony Rossi I’ve been meaning to write this particular column for quite some time. Distractions abound. But it’s close to my heart nevertheless. I promise. There’s practically a cottage industry out there seeking to help writers — for a price. A big price! I called one out the […]
I lost her when I was very young, How do I reminisce about her, She is a vague and distant memory There’s nothing distinct that I remember She is only a concept – just a notion divine, A mere idea of an angelic being Someone, who for a while , […]
Ashes to ashes dust to dust we all are made up of this and in them finally, we rest we learn the lessons from the untrammeled thoughts in our in our resplendent minds and savor the ambrosial presence of the divine around us We were conceived as a stardust and living on the edge testing […]
By The Editor: Siddharth Sehgal Do not be very upright in your dealings for you would see by going to the forest that straight trees are cut down while crooked ones are left standing. ~Chanakya This is a quote from Chanakya, one of the greatest statesmen in Indian history. He […]
By Billi from Guwahati, India
Indian Periodical
Indian Periodical