Four Poems
By Sunandini Mukherjee
You knew her to be one of the morning ragas.
Your girl too, travelled to stormy beaches
Collected pebbles to write to you.
Two Travel Poems
By Tikuli
I open my eyes, light a cigarette,
somewhere time died in misty solitude
and the river between us froze.
Four Poems
By Parasuraman
And the waves I see leaping and frothing noisily in front of me
Giving the noises of the mela a run for their moneys
Could actually be carrying a bit of Amma
(Not that there is much to carry, for salt water to drink)
Three Poems
By Sumallya Mukhopadhyay
Five-thousand drugged souls cannot penetrate my chilling voice –
Voice, which plays in loop to my ears, that this street
Is the only poetry I will ever read, and perhaps
Understand.
A Lament for Linus
By Abhimanyu Kumar Singh
In this country without post-offices,
I wish to remember all the
letters that never reached their destination.
Three Poems
By Raj Shekhar Sen
pain has a universal language;
pain opens all borders,
and pain knows Korean and wounds;
tongjeung
Six Poems
By K.S.Subramanian
If happiness is a whirlpool in the river,
Pain too is a fading scar on memory.
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.
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?
Cafe Dissensus Everyday 