The Source
byA poet writes about a neurological scramble that occurs when following a news development obsessively.
A poet writes about a neurological scramble that occurs when following a news development obsessively.
People who lived in Kashmir for generations have had to flee & seek asylum elsewhere. Living in foreign lands, they look back at home and sing songs of despair.
A poem, sometimes stuck in your head, arrives later, much after the deadline has lapsed. A poets reflects on how poems write themselves.
Continuity is comforting. But slowly & steadily, everything you hate slowly becomes a habit.
Basundhara’s poem is a delightful word play, juxtaposing books & lovers.
The voice of those yearning to register their presence can not be muzzled. Do read this powerful poem.
“Move ahead. Keep, keep, keep going. Somehow, anyhow.”
A poets describes the end of the world. Regardless of the stages, the apocalypse, she says, is lurking in the corner of your mind’s eye, ready to submerge you in a sea of sorrow.
We go through the same routines every day. We follow through life as if it is some sort of a ritual. But what does it do to us?
When clothes substitute for dreams, hopes & people, we snuggle into them and feel their warmth, says a poet.
Shamayita reflects on the COVID deaths in India through her verse.
Here’s a poem that serves as a warning for humanity; wake up before its too late. Act before we self-destruct.
Here’s a poem that contrasts a bygone era to the contemporary world; it’s social commentary at its best.
Thought-provoking, interesting and unusual, this poem draws you into a vortex of the unknown.
Aishwarya’s powerful poem illustrates the importance of asserting your place in the world.