Month: May 2019


Once There Was a Village

to imagine there is a place still with chat s* tied together in threads from which villages are built where children still run after falling fruits and setting summer suns catching them in clear lakes unafraid to jump to swim away from screens and air of a city that once […]


‘I’m The Sunheight Of The Conquering Light !

I ‘I’ am the only universal conquering Light, The Sun and ‘I’ncarnations ! To revive Earths, Poetry, Natural dreams, alchemy, Revolving climates, Gravitation of passion, corollas, Movement of night and straight Elements ! Because, ‘I’ only pen and scratch From the Sunheight of Light From Alpha to Omega ! ‘I’ […]


Who I Am

                     Cool breezes flowing which touched my face                     And these stormy winds flowing with pace                    I can  hear my heart thumping on […]



By The Editor: Siddharth Sehgal The title may baffle you as to why I chose to name today’s discussion on a character from Hindu epic Mahabharata but some recent events have brought  forth a very uncomfortable fact about our society that has not changed since the day Draupadi was disrobed […]



My careless beau asked me casually How well I’m doing in life I got miffed for he didn’t understand That my life was full of strife I replied in an offhand way Has he ever seen a burning rose Unaware of sarcasm he asked Why such a question did I […]



By Anuradha S. Bannore Shyla lived in a city called Neemadi. The place was so named because it had abundant Neem trees all over the city. It was believed that that was the reason why it had a purer environment than other cities. Now with development and progress many factories […]


One Day

At a temple today I pray for an in-law who’s passed away one not very close though near enough to merit my respects. I make a bow or two before each shrine and I am through. On leaving I feel the future grief of my family who will do this […]


My Earth or Poetry Thou Come And Quench Thyself!

Ah ! My Love, my blithe MonsoonQueen, Like my lovely Indian songstress, You wander through my Sunchest’s Hairy temptations ! Voraciously taste my madness from their roots. Smell the eternal flow of burning Sun-blood. Which has been burning Only for your absent-pleasures. Yea Thou come and quench thyself ! Ah ! My […]