The Media
byA talkative beast, pointing fingers at the others & damaging reputations. Is that what the Media has become?
poem
Condemned
byMohammad Hasan’s scathing lamentation questions the duplicity of the world we inhabit. It’s caustic, mordant & stark.
The Winding Stair
byTaking the phrase ‘Winding Stair’ from W.B. Yeats’ poem, Supriya Kaur Dhaliwal gives wings to her words through verse.
Bloodlines
bySophia Pandeya’s poem is a philosophical rainbow, a scintillating epiphany, juxtaposing the real & the surreal.
A Mandir In Kabul
byKalyani Sethuraman’s rendezvous with a temple priest in Afghanistan inspired her to tell his tale through her verse.
Black Spring
byPrathap Kamath’s melancholic poem paints the charades of a dark spring. The trees & the birds know it. Can we fathom it?
Childish Pursuits
byDo you remember the time when you stretched to a bright world to explore and roam free?
3-7-1-7-1-1-0-0
byIn this abstract poem, with a number as its name, time slices the soul, perfection is undone, and colours fade away.
Daffodils Aren’t Roses
byWhen daffodils blossom, they carry the love of children; Simon Altmann’s graceful, elegant, and melodious poem.
My Father’s Garden
byHumanity is a continuum, a progression of life, from one generation to the other through a bond called family.
White
byA white page is more beautiful than a poem; it is a funnel through which you can inhale love, exhale anger, and just be.
Four Tea Cups
byA meeting at a canteen is an act of love; couples drink each other, yet try to camouflage their emotions.
Rama’s Squirrel
byThe gruesome deeds human beings do in the name of God; with the knowledge that God is blind, deaf, and mute!
Predilection
byThere’s an internal inferno within you that extinguishes desire; burns your soul and becomes an absolute memory: death.
At Least Songs
byThe victor writes history. The voice and dreams of the slaves are relegated, brewing a revolution from a silent seed.