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Saturday, March 25, 2017

Ruined wishes – Zaieem Ahmad, Jammu & Kashmir

Something was there with brisk effervescence That was escalating me to go onwards My thinking most impeccable, I thought Nothing was under the spies, my freeness But the...

What cartographers don’t show – Sneha Subramanian Kanta, UK

The limbs of India ache in the synecdoche Of shadows: pulled by politicians, stretched By generations of prisoners inside themselves. Within the belly of a little village...

The Minstrel – Vidya Pandarinath, Karnataka

He is  a beggar, blinded  by fate  You can  find  him outside  the railway gate, Seated on a  discarded  tablet  of   stone Beneath  an old tree within  ...

When I Would be Old – Ifa Agnes, Bihar

When I would be old, with those feeble hands, The stammering words and the wrinkled bark Do I would have a  hand, to go to the...

May in Odisha – Pitambar Naik, Odisha

May in Odisha Life hugs a test in the fire A river of love serum flows Butea Monosperma Slashes hearts. At the span of Every beat of the heart A lot...

Your cub forever – Akshaya Pawaskar, Goa

I was just a vestige you could have nipped in the bud. Yet, you kept me safe with string of sacred cord.   Third in a row of pinks in this blue...

Your Inflicted Pain – Sanober Kahkeshan, Maharashtra

Your inflicted pain Has developed deep scars in my heart. I have veiled it from world Disguises people Sometimes by laughing Sometimes by smiling. Unveils it when alone, Dresses the deep...

Did you call me? – Nigam Dave, Gandhinagar

Did you call me my brother? Waiting, I am, eternally to be called. When would I hear that song of innocence old? A human calling human and...

Why does the Sun Cry So Hard? – Klinsa Kurien, Hyderabad

Why does the sun cry so hard each day; It just rises for a few hours. Why does the moon smite all day; It just appears and...

Who am I – Chetan Hari

I'm standing in the land Surrounded by lust green And forgotten, I hear myself in the Nature dug grave, I see myself in the crystal often running by age, I choose...