Thus It Came
byAt the end of all this, will we all meet and laugh like old times?
At the end of all this, will we all meet and laugh like old times?
When we focus on one aspect of our life, we are likely to let go of others. We are only left with memories.
Reimagining a mythological character, Sil envisions a fascinating scenario through verse.
A poet narrates the travails of travelling in an Indian train through verse.
Liberty. Equality. Fraternity. Enlightenment is the ultimate utopia sold to us.
Ben Noah Suri narrates a beautiful story about how neighbours steal mangoes through verse. Do read it.
Can you identify a man, dead 25 years ago, through the smell from his jacket?
If a wall were to narrate its own autobiography in verse, what would it say?
A woman turns into a Goddess when someone whispers she has powers in which one must believe.
Sil’s verse narrates the state of a nation entangled in a web of wailing.
With a broken heart, Shakuntala pines for her lover, seeking redemption.
What is a poem? Is it a thought experiment? Or, is it imagination captured through language?
Love. Longing. Heartbreak. These intimate, complex emotions shape the reality through which we view the world.
A scholar pens an abstract, soulful & poignant verse that points to her last sky.
Here’s a poem about the first known suicide bomber in the world, a Tamil woman named Kuyili.