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Tuesday, August 22, 2017

My Brother, Tom – Aby Tellas, Kerala

Here’s my brother, Tom He’s sometimes a bomb He loves to drink milk He gulps it like silk He is very sweet His love is always neat His intentions are...

The Rainy dream – Anjana Krishnakumar, Chennai

Misty the eve was, As you walked into the room, They called you snowy wind, But I called you friend. Misted thy hands were, As you touched my hands, They...

Search – Simran N. Doshi, Mumbai

(A short, contemplative piece about a journey within.) My eyes look Intently. Searching for something. Words maybe. Mixed up. Messed up. Lost? Or Feelings. The utter emptiness. Chaos. Incomprehensible? I try to hold on to The Lost The...

Ghar – Jude Cowan Montague, London

Everything is in its place spinning round and round the tune cut into the black grooves the lights wobbling slightly, tassels flying like bats, intruding shadows creeping round the back...

The Garden with a mirror – Raj Yura, Punjab

Walking off the edge of the garden would I admire The flowers do thorny sprout Only in memory of someone passed away Would I touch the petals...

The Mountain – Inder Mohan Singh, Chandigarh

The mountain beckons me to venture it once more But I know that it mocks me seeing my past endeavors It seems a thousand days But it was a...

Godlessness – Sujoy Bhattacharya, Mumbai

What a tragedy! I am reviled at for not believing in the existence of God. My mother prays, with tears of remorse in...

Translucence – Aakriti Kuntal, Bangalore

Translucent is the color of the day Clouds with silver membranes rolling the city into conical streams of beetle leaves A Palm tree freezes in the wind And...

A Royal Death – Sujoy Bhattacharya, Mumbai

Who can avoid the inevitable ? I would invite him with cordiality to give him sumptuous food to feast on in an artistic way . I...

What’s that thing – Neerali Patel, Philadelphia

What’s that thing. that close to impossible harmony. that makes us sing. the yearning for someone. to look at us. with the burning intensity. of someone. who has seen us for...