Letter To Chitralekha
byPosters on rape, on trees uprooted—funeral pyres burning—hope now a bygone thing.
Posters on rape, on trees uprooted—funeral pyres burning—hope now a bygone thing.
How do we understand life — as a blessing or a burden? The choice is ours.
We may ascribe divinity to animals, perhaps even make them into sculptures. However, the way we treat them says a lot about what we truly do to them.
What does childhood mean to you? Does it remind you of happiness or is it full of stitched up wounds?
This poem narrates the plight of those who endure turmoil in conflict zones.
A poet lives through memories through verse — of rains, family and parents.
To bear witness is not always to shout—it can be to listen, to stand beside, to speak only when it amplifies the unheard.
The pain of losing someone, knowing that they would never come back, is real, inexplicable.
Here are verses that metaphorically narrate our relationship with the silent sentinel in the sky.
These verses reflect on the difficult & often challenging pursuit of being true to oneself.
Here’s a deeply moving poem that reflects on the vicissitudes of life.
Here’s a poem that reflects on the times of hate and the cycle of absurd violence, we all are trying to make peace with.
Here’s a poignant poem for Kashmir. Do read.
Here’s a verse that reflect on childhood memory, love and loss. Do read.
This poem is a reworking of T.S Eliot’s The Naming of Cats. While Eliot’s witty & humorous exploration of the names acquired by cats reinforces the enigma that they are, The Naming of Namo lampoons the myth-making around an insecure despot.