Shelter: A Poem by Lalita Vaitheeswaran
The city was burning with the fire of the arsenal Hither and thither the crowd went into a frenzy mad Loud cries were lost in...
Winners Corner
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To You My Beloved: A Poem by Prashanta Jyoti Das
No haziness persists, no moroseness lingers as there’s gaiety on the horizon, cheerfully the sun rises in the east. Invariably there’s a stir everywhere,...
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To You My Beloved: A Poem by Poonam Kakodkar
Time slipped through my fingers like grains of fine sand When our hands were clasped like a tight knot A fiery warmth seeping through weathered...
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Children of a Greater God: A Story by Narayani V Manapadam
That wintry afternoon, it was not just the dirty door of a ramshackle room that slid open. Countless bundles of fur scrambled towards me, threw...
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Bad Romance: A Poem by Sangeetha Kamath Prabhu
When it came with overblown fanfare, packaged in velvets and satins, Tied with laces, ribbons, diamantes and sequins, You had me floored, you had...
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Like Never Before: A Poem by Amrita Mallik
It’s your propitious and affable smile, That has made me come out of the closet, Viewing the world with a refreshed eyesight, And, feeling the...
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It is Your Smile: A Poem by Lalita Vaitheeswaran
When the balls of cotton meander in the sky When a cool drizzle quenches the earth parched and dry When the ball of fire rises...
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The Journey That Never Ended: A Story by Lalita Vaitheeswaran
“Here! take your bag, your purse, and the money you earned in these years.” Arun Patel silently nodded to pick up his belongings. It had...
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Libretto: A Poem by Pradnya Surve
I am reading a libretto Incessantly for years Oblivious to what lay ahead Irrevocable mortification and rapacious trepidation No options given, impelled upon me Time...
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Lesson of Love: A Poem by Lakshmi Ajoy
When my eyes first entwined with yours, I could not decipher the codes of the fiery embers, That blazed from within my expanse, Towards understanding...
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The Ocean: A Poem by Mousumee Baruah
River, rivulet, brooks merge at his feet. For them, he is their ultimate master with whom they feel complete. But he has deep suffocation inside....
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Me and My Diary: A Poem by Mousumee Baruah
The other day I looked at her, nestling in my closet. She has wrinkles now, turn russet. She drapes a raiment with a lot of...
