Posts from the ‘Poetry’ category

Six Poems

By K.S.Subramanian
If happiness is a whirlpool in the river,
Pain too is a fading scar on memory.

Eyeballs Don’t Grow Old

By Prasanta Chakravarty
Delhi is a kind city
(contrary to the myth)
The rake’s boudoir
The scholars’ club
The pizza delivery boy’s tip

Seven Poems

By Tikuli
cigarettes, float like decomposed corpses
bloated with memories, voices, tense with
longing, rustle through the trees, possessed
and restless the midnight lingers.

Three Poems

By Trivarna Hariharan
then an alarm rings
and everyone is told to get down
and unlearn the names of the places –
they’ve grown up loving all their lives –
in a moment’s time.

Two Poems

By Kalpana Sinha
The food is Indian, South Indian;
The clientele Malaysian;
This is Devi’s Corner, Bangsar, Kuala Lumpur,
A part of my Malaysia.

Two Poems

By Usha Pisharody
And not one offers itself
After the foreplay.
Such teases.

How I learned photography

By Goirick Brahmachari
A woman in black,
hair wrapped in a hijab
that made us realise that black is as pure
as white.

Three Poems

By Madura Katta
I am a girl. Seventeen years old. Poet.
Brown-colored skin. Plays soccer. Junior at school.
Enjoys reading.
Plays soccer, collects coins, has glasses
Has life. Wait, has life?

Three Poems

By Raj Shekhar Sen
and suddenly Bukowski walks in through the doors
and before he jumps out the windows
he tells you like he would,
all great art is horse-shit,
buy tacos.