Month: September 2020

Poetry

Warrior

You are a warrior, don’t let them turn you into a warrior, Time for you to batten down the hatches and break the barrier, Never let someone’s mindset dictate your own vision You are good enough to foster yourself all alone with a robust reason, Imperceptible of their own flaws, […]

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Memories

by Anantinee ‘JHUMPA’ Mishra ‘Moments of today become the memories of tomorrow.’ Have you ever had that one moment in your life when you just want to sit down and get lost in the lanes of your memories? Get lost, and find yourself again in those moments stored carefully in […]

Poetry

क्यूंकि मैं मेरे जैसी हूं

बचपन से हम खुद जैसे कहाँ रहते हैं कभी भाई जैसा कभी बहन जैसा कभी पड़ोसी के बच्चों जैसा ये जो कमपेयर करने का गेम है वो चलता ही रहता है बिना रुके जिंदगी भर कब तक चलेगा क्या पता क्या हम नहीं जी सकते, जैसे हैं लोग क्यूँ हमें […]

Poetry

17 September : Happy Birthday to Our PM

Background: Born in vadnagar Gujarat, Sold tea as a child later ran his own stall, No one can imagine this kid is going to run our country, But Narendra Damodardas Modi was ready to ride unimaginable journey, Entered in RSS at the age of eight, Because he wanted to fight […]

Poetry

Serenity for Peace

Can you see your face in a pot of boiling water, Or in the turbulent ocean for that matter?   We need quiet and peace for clear reflection, For that we must shun the elements of destruction   We invented religion or as a system for morale But that has […]

Poetry

Divorce: My Terror

Love from my parents was a blessing when you hugged each other that was so pleasing Now you keep fighting, something must be missing Dad comes home late and starts yelling Mom responds him louder screaming and repelling   I and my brother seeks refuge in the corner He keeps […]

Poetry

Old Men in the Park

I pass them daily these old men playing checkers in the local park spending the time they have remaining outside lonely rooms here where they are somehow still within the world that would rather forget them all. Sometimes there is a space that is soon filled up by another entrant […]

Poetry

Birth of a Poem

A poem is an expressive art Nothing but a beating heart A mind full of questions and Soul full of answers; A poem is a last song of the sleeping bird, It is a quiet before the waking dawn A poet is like an astronaut Stepping into the new space […]

Poetry

The Holy Decampment

Belief, an ocean vast, In which man swims around, fast, For a drop, unseen, of  truth, For all he is worth. Truth is a  page, In the big book of belief of ages. Truth is a room, apart In the big mansion of belief, set apart. To the believers, truth […]