Can someone hold my hand, Read the lines on my palm And utter a few hopeful words Sooth my wounded core with balm I don’t think anyone can do that So let me change the entire script Make it favorable for ourselves Lets live life and not be adrift I […]
By Terence Wynne from Camillus, NY, USA
I Orbiting and operating kisses And nocturnal syrupiness Of my beloved Indian Summer, Entered my veins like carnations Through my lips, tongue and Pen. She burned and circulated Hope, Future And portals into my Modern-death. She never judged the neverness, Undying-melancholy and evaporating-wounds I got from the capital of Infinity. […]
The road, the bridge, the stream, the school itself, all seem smaller than they did before way back then in nineteen seventy-four or is it I who am diminished by the passing of the years? Ah, yes, crossing the bridge to enter the school at eight then leaving again at […]
By Mark Antony Rossi Recently I was conversing with an engineer on social media who works at Space X the independent upstart regularly launching its unique rockets into space. He began to lecture me about his reality is really just a big simulation; thus we were pawn’s in a bigger […]
I saw a star in the sky. It had a twinkle like your eye. I stood and stared until it clouded over. Then I thought of you and your new lover. How lucky he is, I bet that he doesn’t realise it yet. He will someday and unlike me will […]
By Aishwarya Wahane, Tokyo, Japan
Give me just one one moment of pure joy wonder pure love just a needle’s head a reversal of time let it sink into my bones that pure love even if it destroys me I walked to the big aviary in the park you could hear the noise of all […]
Desires in my heart and Eyes with dreams brimming, I kept looking at what was In reality, an empty building I moved towards something which, I thought, was a rain cloud, That proved only a mirage in the Vast expanse of sandy shroud The thirst, inside me, will never be […]
One fine morning clogged all my dreams, On seeing it, painful tears began to sprout. All my calculations ran into creeks, When flooded tears, choked my house. All its pillars built on my sweat dues. Have I not taken care of it so vehemently? Yet the flood placed its hands […]
Indian Periodical
Indian Periodical
