Iti Kesarwani Standing here in a masquerade, Wearing a lace-like mesh of pretense and wan smile I took cover under the mask Bitter and scattered Bereft, betrayed, torn into pieces Quiescent, shattered patches of wounds His words lanced through Unclad feelings A fleece of emotions Changing hues Red in my heart Spilled into the veins…
Tag: ENGLISH POEM
ALONE
Davide Trame Dorsoduro 2090/B Venice-Italy That’s where I’m stranded, having lunch, sitting at the huge table in my kitchen with a cluttered mess that seems to accumulate like forgetfulness on life’s strand, bottles, cutlery, all the manners of gears that seem by themselves to have dropped here… I am listening to the honest ripeness of…
HOPES! HOPES! HOPES!
Dr.S.Parvathi Devi Hopes! Hopes! Hopes! That leads the life! Life of her is an eternal journey of intense hopes, Aiming high, reaching high, She is a dreamer. Lot of struggle at every stage of her to grow! Never does she dispirit Never does she stop her efforts Achieves a lot in her dreams Before achieving…
SAILOR MOON
Waking Murmurs
Gopika Nath Birds chirping, pigeons cooing and colliding with window panes; sharp rasping barks, the incessant chatter of guards and cleaners wafting upwards, disabling that first soft hour as the alarm sings me awake. Ignoring this odd symphony, I loll. But cars honk as they tread the tarmac. Doorbells chime. A baby cries. Its mother…
One night stand
You and I
An Indian Summer
In the Crowd
Basudhara Roy A crowd is faceless, they say, Anonymous, Homogeneous, Like waters breaking from a dam Or from the womb. It tosses and turns and moves Like a mass of curls From everywhere to everywhere, And I, a random point in its unmapped space Pull out from it Strands of several half-remembered pasts. A cyclist…
The Empire has fallen whither its Clones?
Sandra Colly-Durand The Empire has fallen but its myths we continue to own Values of an era bygone continue to dethrone The Empire has receded but her values still reign They echo and resonate in the brain The invisible wounds of self hate still dominate Man Friday’s Language we negate Our tongues are still in…