He breezed into my life Like a Beethoven symphony For my skeptical attitude That moment was my epiphany Having him by my side, Life was dance and song I couldn’t look beyond him, Felt nothing could ever go wrong We walked in jungle caressing trees We climbed the mountains singing […]
By Lahari Kanadamuru What is it that you like about an article? What is it that you crave and wish to find in one, you are willing to spend some of your precious time reading what a stranger has written? For me, it is seeking assurance that I am not […]
By Terence Wynne from Camillus, NY, USA
Every morning that brings new life…. Is a new beginning…. To shine like the sunset To smell the aroma of fragrant flower To feel the touch of the blowing cold breeze To hear the rustling leaves of the trees To see the refreshing view of clouds in the sky and […]
By Shobha Diwakar The old man, though not yet really… old, maybe he would turn so in another couple of years, sat beside the window staring into the vacant grey sky high above. The silence drew him into a wishful mood as he clung to the past… the memories floated […]
The sky ironed out in da’ morning divine On a November day cold Celestial rainbows born of peeping sunshine Cloud dreams rush past, unrolled Under the bare leafless trees Masqueraded hard to see A bird lands on a branch’y trapeze Whilst’ a gusting humming bird, laughs elusively Yet in that […]
You expatriate birds Where is the way? Do terms tire you Where to leave? Bolthole in the world or haven in the hereafter How to evacuate? Ark, cause my wings are weary Oh Wind scented with the fragrance of nostalgia Will the perilous autumn be over and could we arrive […]
Petals are artless to the eyes Dots ruled its innermost being and Forsaken with the aromatic smell Like falling leaves that are Diverse in size and shape without Regular growing point and smell but Its beauty and essence lies from within And you, “A Gift” like Petals and leaves lie its […]
By Hema Ravi Teachers that work too hard are the ones that burn out… “Thank you Mrs. Thompson for believing in me. Thank you so much for making me feel important and showing me that I could make a difference.” Mrs. Thompson, with tears in her eyes, whispered back. She […]
Single life is Tequila with a slice of lime, Shots offered my traveling strangers. Play them all deal them jacks, some diamonds then spades, hold back aces play hardball, mock the jokers. Paraplegic aging tumblers toss rocks, Their dice go for the one-night stand. Poltergeist fluid define another frame. Female […]
Indian Periodical
Indian Periodical
