Poetry

Poetry

Poetry

A Thousand Times

Everybody wants to go to heaven But nobody wants to die, How ironic it is Hopes keep us breathing Just to kill us in the end ;                                               […]

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Night Sky

“Dear Elaine,” she writes on this postcard. “Sunday night. I’m in bed. And through the curtains. I see her. Venus. Bright in the sky. Like a headlight on high beam. Venus. This planet. Just seeing her made me happy. It did. No kidding. And then, and then. Last night. In […]

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Rain in the Backyard

Drop by drop, every drop drops down Descending from heaven, in the town They dance on a thin silvery thread Like tiny silver beads all over, they spread!                                             […]

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The Glass

I often question how tender you are? how gentle you are? how brittle you are? The moment you touch the floor break into pieces, reflect the broken images of us!                                         […]

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it’s all a blur

another day ends, and it’s kind of like when I misplace my apartment key or my phone or my cigarette lighter or my wallet— I can’t seem to remember what I did with it.                             ~Gabriel Bates […]

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The Fire Within

I see, I feel A fire raging inside me To excel, to be my best                                                  This relentless force Keeps me going In tides high and low […]

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The Century of Advancements

Looking at that old daily Reading those red headlines lately I came across ‘The 21st Century’ Thoughts rang my mind eventually Those days when people used to study under lamps To lights even in forest tent camps From dreaming of enjoying the trip to the moon To Mars which is […]

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Memoirs of Manipur

I acquired his drawings at the group exhibition in New Delhi in 1988.                                                   I met the artist at the gallery, and conversed with him asking […]

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Kambakht Age

He can roar no more His vocal cords are sore His mane doesn’t blow with the wind straggly and thinned Teeth broken and stained The old lion!                                               […]

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Dear Spirits

Today I want to stop drinking. Oh, my bottles, confluence of love and nurture, Whose destiny is to stand and smile in my bar Come to my bed and lie next to me, So I may kiss you good night and catch my slumber: In the sonata of inebriated sleep, […]