My Love Letter To You.
byWhere do words exist: in our minds or at our fingertips? There are many ways to write a love letter. This is poetic, beautiful.
Where do words exist: in our minds or at our fingertips? There are many ways to write a love letter. This is poetic, beautiful.
Can trees give us an opportunity to live until eternity? A poet reflects on the philosophy of life through a tree.
A fascinating, thought-provoking poem that interrogates the link between historical symbols & the present.
A poem centered on how the Tamilzh endearments “thane-y” and “maane-y” translate to “honey” & “deer.”
A poet laments, through her verse, about the travails of finding a nice man.
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.
“Move ahead. Keep, keep, keep going. Somehow, anyhow.”
Deeply philosophical, The Light of Asia invites the reader to engage with the Buddha’s life. Delving into philosophy, it pushes the reader to think about the human condition.
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.