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Travelogue: Unplanned

By Goirick Brahmachari
Norah Jones, after an early breakfast is recommended on a shiny day here. October is a good old friend. The breeze smells familiar, of fresh weed and life. Even the wildest grass smells good. Little, wild, hippie flowers, trees and stones, rocks. The flowing water.

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Poems by Goirick Brahmachari

By Goirick Brahmachari
Now every second
opens up its mouth to a wild, 
suffocated space – white
like a geisha’s face.

Five Poems

By Goirick Brahmachari
Sleep and love, I lose both,
As I slowly cage,
Rage and memory, I learn to gulp
To return to my age.

Poem

By Goirick Brahmachari
We bond a little
Through our unbranded clothes,
Exchanging smiles
As she plays with her hair,
Expecting breeze.

Five Poems

By Goirick Brahmachari
The stoned heat that grows into your day
The night winds of partings – half-constructed subways
Your Deccan heart breathes in
My longing
Through the hazy, yellow, cyber highways.

Four Poems

By Goirick Brahmachari
The smoky roof has given up. It leaks memory drop by drop
On to my sink. The staircase is
Breaking, falling apart. Insects
Have taken over the corridor.