Expectation: A Poem by Mousumee Baruah
The pied cuckoo was more euphoric than a talkative magpie. When tar-colored clouds gradually gathered in the sky. Soon the sky got relieved, releasing...
The pied cuckoo was more euphoric than a talkative magpie. When tar-colored clouds gradually gathered in the sky. Soon the sky got relieved, releasing...
Though you are beyond anatomy, and more abstract, still we love personification, so for some, you are a he As I am a woman, so...
शहर अनजाना, रास्ते भी अजनबी हैं, इस राह पे चलते हुए आँखों में इक नमी है, हर सूँ है भीड़, हर सूँ चहल-पहल है, लेकिन...
There are times when the roads are straight or winding Sometimes there are ups and downs, potholes along the way You’re always confused but hold...
It goes without saying, everybody has an idea of motherland. For most people, it’s one of the best places on earth, no matter where we...
The birds will not sing, The colors of nature Will be drab and dull, Until you return. The sky will lose its brightness, The sun...
Today, I narrate the story of my birth. A story rather unheard or lesser known amongst the community. For those who have laid down their...
जमावड़े आज भी होते हैं गुलशन में रसुख के अपने तमाशे आज भी होते हैं, बस सफ़र में खामोशी बदस्तूर है साकी अनजाने रास्ते हमसफ़र...
Endowed with the power to do and dare Bent on willingness to conquer whatever his fear Confident being in the face of adversities or danger...
His bleeding heart is yet to recover From the loss of brethren in bloody battles. Yet, he wipes our tears and allays our fears And...
Lost time like footprints on sand Peeped through the sepia pictures The childhood and the youth mocked At my wrinkled and furrowed crow’s feet...
Days gone by with nothing said weighs so heavy on the mind For the call of duty you had to march forward leaving us behind...