Month: November 2020

Poetry

I Wish and Long

I long for a tender touch the one that titillates clouds to burst into raindrops changes the contour of parched earth transforms brooks to pregnant rivers   I vie for such a subtle touch that  nurses my parched lips heals my wounds and scars makes me feel cosy to start […]

Poetry

Constantly

Every  sound  of  footfall Every  knock  at  the  door Brings  a  wishful  thinking  to Fill  my  innermost  core   Then  the  sound  dies  down And  so  does  my  desire There  is  no  respite  from  the Constantly  burning  fire   A  fire  of  yearning  for  you, Craving  and  expectation, That  this  […]

Poetry

The Gift of Seasons

The leaves painted brown naturally. The forest floor carpeted dry, Leaves fallen hither and thither. Trees standing tall, with naked grasses, Struggling with last fraction of freshness, Remaining nature heeds the call of Autumn. The clear blue sky gives hope of clarity, Warmth is all we cry for intensity, Heat […]

Poetry

A Salute

In this narcissistic world, people sempre salute the aurora or dayspring, But I always doff my hat to the sundown, gloaming. Because every rise has a fall.                                               […]

Poetry

Mother’s Love

There was a time, when a lot of mothers stayed at home and there were home chores to be finished at that period.   The time was different and circumstances were unique, but now it’s as if there is something missing somewhere.   Today’s mothers pick and drop her kids […]

Poetry

A Ballad to the Uncelebrated Hero of the Mahabharat

He lay sprawled upon the crimson earth Like a lotus floating atop a scarlet stream. His eyes closed; He sleeps amidst a red field of flowers Swathing endlessly, A stretch of rough land. The depressing chilly moon Beckons wolves and jackals forth. To ravage and to denude; they leap. But […]

Poetry

AUTUMNAL GLORY

~ BY BABY KATTACKAL Kerala, India SEASONS ARE THE DIFFERENT SCENES, IN THE NATURE’S DRAMA, AUTUMN BEING THE THIRD, IS SIGNIFICANT IN MORE WAYS THAN ONE.   THIRD IS SIGNIFICANT, THAT IT RECEIVES THE PROTECTION OF THE TRINITY, SO SAY THE BELIEVERS.   BUT AUTUMN IS SIGNIFICANT OTHERWISE, TO A […]

Poetry

Bhutan Speaks, Leave Me Alone

I am sandwiched between two giants, India and China on my sides, I am smaller than your single district still you pose your evil eyes, No history recorded ever, I am neither conquered nor colonized, In my shoulder Doklam your standoffs lasted for 73 days, simply to show your might.   […]