By: Debleena Majumdar The quarterly butterfly meet Has on its agenda, The Judgement day For the wayward way Of the unsocial butterfly. “Aha” says the Butterfly Head Stroking his shiny wings “Present the facts, pray What do the social stats say?…
By: Kousik Adhikari Like an ancient tree you know all the seasons, its colors why it changes in the rain and after the smell of rain-soaked earth spells magic, I have seen you listen rain tickling through its core drops…
By: Kousik Adhikari If you ask me again I shall not be able to answer your queries why the night ceases on earth and million stars hung on the bosom of night and sounding like million bells jingling from cows’…
By: Sam Rapth Sam Searched for that address. 11, Hope Street, Dunwoody. He stood at the end of the street. There were not many, except a couple of people in that street, at that time. He had to search a bit…
By: Linda M Crate you always make love or argue, and i hate hearing it all the time reluctant to call the landlord because i want to be a good neighbor my patience is waning thin; it’s hard to concentrate…
By: Linda M Crate you have a way with words like no other piercing my heart with the silver sword of your tongue, and i want nothing more than to sever the offending adam from your mouth; but that is…
By: Linda M. Crate lost in the music and magic of the land i buried my face in your musk, and you smirked like a wolf; i never let it bother me i thought maybe you didn’t like to smile…
a rabbit hearted girl i was before you broke me i rose from my ashes a battle raven ready for war, and i will not smile kindly upon your countenance should we meet again; i will dismiss you without a…
Literature in vogue today combines myriad forms and types. Hollywood, a term which I’m deliberately using to refer to all kinds of ‘woods’ that exist around the world including Bollywood and Tollywood, has been a major driving force behind the…
By: Debleena Majumdar One sunshine morning, We floated side by side, Two identical paperboats. Our paper sails nodding Gently, in tune with our Familiar breeze of stories. Across the orange sunset, Floated our magic castle, On a winding stairway of…