Memories From The Jukebox
byIf we recollect our memories from the jukebox, do we realise that we have built walls, stong walls around us?
Art & Poetry
Blood-Soaked
byWere you not born from your mother’s uterus, her blood running through your veins? Shelly Bhoil’s powerful poem.
Absence
bySameen’s poem paints the picture of a romantic rendezvous. It’s cinematic & beautiful.
Night Shift
byWhen I slog away on night shifts, a man who shares my dreams & ambitions, looks after me in more ways than I comprehend.
Coming Home
byHema Nair’s poem paints the moments of coming home – a delicate touch, a lazy smile & an intimate tête-à-tête.
Out On A Limb
byA tree in a city inspires Sophia Naz to pen this beautiful verse.
What I Said
byAnannya Dasgupta’s charming, romantic, and artful verse is imaginative as it is alluring.
My Mother’s Heart
byA mother’s heart is always one of tender love & care. It’s always forgiving. Ranu Uniyal’s poignant poem.
Quiet
byHow long will you praise me, cajole me and try to bludgeon me into submission by ascribing a social code of conduct?
The Love-Stricken Buddha
byCan you visualise a love-struck Buddha? Kalyani Bindu visualizes one through her verse.
Jaywalker Par Excellence
byDo you jaywalk through the streets of your city? If so, do you consider yourself a Jaywalker par excellence?
Portrait
byWhat is it like to give up on life when you are young? Jaya Nair’s poignant poem.
Overdose of Sandoz
byCan an overdose of growth pills make you grow such that you can find a partner? If not, can god help you grow taller?
Buddha Is A Rockstar
byWhen you blowpipes and count beads with a few leaves of weed, Karma smiles and the Buddha is a rockstar.
Blooming Bloody Flowers
byReading a poem can be like watching a Pedro Almodovar film: layers of abstraction hidden beneath vivid details.