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Poetry

By: Shilpa Jayshankar I brush away my abstract thoughts, That had ceased my ingenuity I free my fright, That had only hindered my chore I halt my fret about the un-enlightenment That had disallowed me from doing anything! I stop praying,…

Poetry

By: Neelam Singh Violent eyes Cunning comments Heart piercing growls Evil intent Gossip gossip gossip I struggled to stand Fingers pointed Tongues lashed Whipped I was Crucified to the end Death and life balanced me on each side I trod…

Poetry

By: Debleena Majumdar   If you took a page From my travel diary, Would it dance nimbly Around the water’s edge On the beaches of Sri Lanka? Fly over the towers of New York? Float over the canals of Venice, Peep…

Fiction

By: Adreyo Sen When the little girl was very little, her dearest possession was her pillow, a soft, shapeless thing of blue cotton. To her, its smell was the most beautiful thing in the world. The little girl carried her pillow…

Poetry

By: Arunima OP You had showered me with attention Took my hand and led me on From light to night, we walked Then you went missing in the dark Leaving me all alone In pursuit of your attention In torment, in…

Poetry

By: Mohammad Jashim Uddin Last night suddenly She wrote- ‘Certainly well? In order to keep well Once I had a firm intention. For that, I am walking though this way now. Once I couldn’t believe it but today everything is…

Poetry

By: Pijush Kanti Deb In my soft childhood my father, teachers and others- all were hard in saying to me, ‘’Man is mortal’’, I accepted looking at the kite flying in the sky. Now I am a confused adult made…

Literary criticism

By: William Scott Harkey  The death of Lord Tennyson’s beloved friend Arthur Hallam yielded perhaps one of the most profound works of poetry and the most sorrowful elegies of commemoration in Western literature.  Within a matter of weeks after receiving word…

Poetry

By: F. Stanton Blake Dear tick like the herpes of the woods you seek to infect my life and vacation I’m not your intended prey and I am not out looking for you you take advantage of my desire to frolic…

Poetry

By: F. Stanton Blake The bluefish is a noble mighty beast not kingly like a lion or tuna not deadly like shark or puma you are a handsome fish rugged lines of muscle and power big brawny bodies mimic the pumped…