By: Sai Diwan “The poet has become a lost voice on the horizon, a cultural presence and prophetic voice we imagine still exists, but is not really near at hand.” Many have found respite in poetry. Lyrics have indulged, sonnets…
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By: Amal Lucerne Georgia has no visions of lighthouse battles in May or of damp mongols crooning underneath a swarm of moonlight wraiths laughing beyond the chair-snaps consumptive and withering Georgia has no illusions of a hurried walk untaken or adamance…
By: ’Deji W. Adesoye That claim, they opportuned my lay To the smart siege By which the devil from Hades was slain That walk like gold-merchant through Arcades of gold-freaks decked at every point Of waiting precious-ware-addicts That Like the…
By: Vaisakh E. Hari I pulled myself up the clouds Burned down the world in their sleep Turns out I was the one in the dream And I was left with nowhere to go Sometimes the darkness stifles, Sometimes the…
By: Vaisakh E. Hari Sitting on a cliff overlooking a meadow, I am suffocated by the chain forged by myself, deep in the insecurities of my mind. The price of my safety weighing heavily on my limbs, a painful reminder…
By: Vaisakh E. Hari I walked carefree and gay, Through the grass, mountains and plains, Chasing after the secret, The surreal beauty all around, Testament to the divine power. I watched the seeds sprout into the sky, Warmed and fed…
By: Vaisakh E. Hari Have you ever a call, faint yet insistent, others may call a demons lure, complex and intrinsic in its sweetness, That I could see a benign angel singing. so clear, so strong was the melody, Paradise was…
By: Ishita Bhaduri Translated by: Soma Roy You posted rains on the Facebook….. Two lacs fifty thousand likes…… Still the rains did not come. Instead some dark clouds Ashened the whole sky With a fistful of soft breeze. Not by Facebook…
By: Tasneem. S. Pocketwala People about Around Surrounding her. Low and upset, she Seeks company. Out. Alone Now, sits in one place Awaits Beauty, tranquillity A little pity. – You arrive – Quells the word rising up her lips Tastes it,…