I schlepped two roses On my way to the forest; A black and a red From my empty closet, And shifted my torso From step to step; From stone to stone To somewhere I didn’t know. Sometimes I killed the grasses, Sometimes they did to me; Sometimes the white […]
Month: December 2021
Fearless
by Tiyasha Khanra Nirbhaya is returning home from a cyber café. She crosses the high road, takes the lane to her house. The lane usually remains dark after dusk. One or two light-posts intercept the darkness. But today only one light post is getting visible in the whole area. The […]
The Beastly Man!
Her life-like a bright sunny day shone No clouds could darken her spirit Joyously she lived with no care– Believing her world would always Shine radiantly Clouds would shy away from them. In a world of fantasy she lived.. Never ever did she dream that.. Not clouds but a bombshell […]
Caged into Cellphone
Youth of present generation are self-caged Into the cell phones until they are raged. The craving for the phones causes addiction, To digital gadgets and apps of their conviction. Not knowing the side effects and its pain, Engrossed in phones for hours they remain. Unaware of radiation’s impacts on […]
About Finding Fault
Eyes closed, are like hundred flowers in bloom Open that are, are mere petals Withering in daylight. ~Saranyan Bv Bangalore, India
Sleepyheads
One has to walk the dog; one takes care of a kid; one has to work all day; one just likes the bed. Oh sleepyhead One takes an afternoon nap; one can’t sleep for the light; one goes out on the town and waits until well-fed. Oh […]
Get Well Soon
Jealousy is a disease, get well soon Do not be worried about other’s boon. Insecurity is the root cause That makes the victim think without a pause. Envy is a good indicator That you are doing things better Never worry about the hater Because they are your real tutor. […]
She
by Pallavi Javalekar.P.M When she is born a glimpse of happiness is shared in her family. she is treated like a princess by her parents, she is taught from how to sít to how to cook. From being dependent to independent she grew up. Yes, she will cry over little […]
Book or Kangri?
by Shahzadi Bisma Shaheen It was a January morning of Kashmir valley, the melodious voice of Raj Begum coming from the radio broke my hibernation. Accompanied by the smell of tandoori loaves and shahi kehwa no longer let the continuation of my second sleep. Before my hands reached the blazing […]
Back in Time
I woke last night with a start Tara was beside me, with white determination! She sat cross-legged as if she wants I bent towards her resting on my elbow Tangentially supine Buddha-like, blissful The posture was enough to start a conversation I waited, preparing to muster my nascent Kyirong-Kagate But […]