Emancipation: A Poem by Mousumee Baruah
Eons ago, at the start of monsoon showers.When her playground was filled with verdant colors.She witnessed the end of her jocund childhood.Now memories of carefree...
Eons ago, at the start of monsoon showers.When her playground was filled with verdant colors.She witnessed the end of her jocund childhood.Now memories of carefree...
Bound in the bond of love I always want to be, The open sky is not mine, I don’t want to be free. A string...
The Silk Route, a historical series of trade routes, That went across Europe and Asia, Central to the economic, cultural interactions, For almost two thousand...
Last the night seemed like a replica of many other nights The pitch-black night just came and stayed, no light in sight Why the pain...
अलमारी में रखी उस लाल साड़ी के नीचे दबे, झांकते हुए कागज़ के लाल टुकड़े पर नज़र पड़ते ही इक पल को दिल थम सा...
I was frightened and running in fearThe man with the gun had come really nearHeard a train’s whistleblowing and hence rushed in that directionAssuming there...
वो प्रेम पत्र जब लिखने बैठी,धड़कनों में एक कंपन थीं।अधरों में एक सिमटी मुस्कान,मन में भरी सकुचाहट सी।आसां ना था बयां करना,शब्दों में उन अहसासों...
कँपकपाते हाथों से तुमने जब मुझे थमाया था तुमसे दूने कँपकपाते हाथों से थामा था मैंने सौम्य गुलाबी पृष्ठ पर रजत सी दमकती लिखावट पढ़ने...
The cosmic ray streamed down like a cascadeAnd filled my persona with love and calmness addedThose invisible rays invited the peace to enterAllowing me to...
The night spread its kindly veil upon a world that was sleepingSilver pale the stars behind the eerie mist were dimly peepingChoked in sleep the...
I didn’t sleep last night, not because of some external gale Was lashing against my windowpane, But a prolonged billowy storm thumping against the membrane...
वह प्रेम पत्र ही तो था मेरे मन के तारों को झंकृत कर नवविवाहित सी रहस्यमयता लिए हवा में तैरता ...