The paradise we create: A poem by Jayashree Pillai
Let us take a fistful of stardustAnd sprinkle it all around.Let it swirl in the breezeAnd light up the darknessBefore it settles in nooksWhere hunger...
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Patterns of magic: A poem by Jayashree Pillai
I heard it again: that little whisperOf a promise flitting past on tiptoes –Like the first flush of dawnThat trails behind the sulky darkness.It kindled...
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Life’s magic in the time of corona: A poem by Supriya bansal
When a minuscule virus creates havoc, slaving slaying, snuffing out But life still insistent, adamant, bursts forth, emerges, births ‘n sprouts It becomes magical, pure ‘n simple...
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Gulaal: A poem by Manisha Amol
होली के इस अवसर पर,हाल हुआ बेहाल, धूम मची चारों तरफ़,उड़ता रंग गुलाल। होली का गुलाल फिर से,प्रेम और ख़ुशियाँ बरसे, सजनी को साजन भी तरसे,भाग रहीं सखियाँ डर से। माथे और गालों पर,मले प्रीत का रंग, नाचती और इठलाती,पीकर प्रेम का भंग। वादियाँ हैं गूँज रहीं, गाते सब होली गीत, इंतज़ार अब और नहीं,मिल जाओ मनमीत। रंगों का ये ऐसा पर्व,भूले सब रंज मलाल, दिल से दिल ऐसे मिले,सब हो गए मालामाल। कुछ मीठी यादें आ घिरीं,अमरायी की छांव, हुड़दंग मचाते बचपन की,दबे दबे से पाँव। सबों के चेहरे पे है आज,ख़ुशी की ऐसी धार, मन पुलकित हो उठा सभी का,ऐसा ये त्योहार। लाल, हरा, नीला,पीला,मौसम खिला वसन्त, बिखरी होली की मस्ती, ख़ुशियाँ घोर अनन्त। पर इस वर्ष होली पे,कुछ ऐसे उठे सवाल, खेली ख़ून की होली,हुई धरती सुर्ख़ लाल। होली के इस पावन पर्व, रंग हुआ बेरंग, मानवता को डस गया ,मनुष्य रूपी भुजंग।
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And it shall end: A poem by Jayashree Pillai
There is a strange silenceQuietly wolfing downThe playful chatter of a worldThat sang with the birds last month.There is a strange silenceThat raises its headEach...
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Ain’t I just like you… : A poem by Supriya Bansal
You call me a pandemic, abstruse ‘n arcane obstinate ‘n oriental, difficult to understand, Let me unravel, I am your replica, a ditto, a double,...
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The pandemic : An appeal to stay Home: A poem by Lalita Vaitheeswaran
With mask, gloves and Protective gears Amidst disease and dying fears He stayed firm like a rock Appealing society to be locked He didn’t have...
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The pandemic: A poem by Jayashree Bhattacherjee
Dumbfounded, panic-stricken, I muse, “The world is too much with us” Frankenstein-like hideous monster, although invisible, is threatening the world – it’s the Corona Virus...
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The accident: A poem by Nisha Tandon
Sighing, she stared at the empty cradle by her bedOn which neither blue nor any pink sheet was spreadColorless linen upon it as the attendant...
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The pandemic: A poem by Dr. Meeta Vijaya Benipuri
Preview of pandemic presents, provision to perceive, perseverance to practice, prohibition from prejudice, panacea from pain and purpose to pray together. Resonance of retrospection, restore...
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The accident: A story by Supriya Bansal
The narrow road was dark and desolate. The rain had incessantly been falling all evening and had only gotten worse. She usually avoided the street...
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Hope: A poem by Nisha Tandon
Swallows, symbolize hope as they gyrate and playfully swirlTheir litheness leaves minds of mortals in a constant whirlCelestial harbingers who portend the advent of springPerched...
