Seasonal feelings. Sundry skies upon me, There is warmth in my chest. My shadows are resting, The sun is soothing for once And my ghosts allow me to dream this time. I wonder, I wonder If I’ll curdle again this…
December for a Schoolgirl in Delhi is when the city that never sleeps is suddenly lulled into a slumber so deep, that no lullaby must be sung, no dust must enter her nostrils, no worries must penetrate her dreams.…
As the fingers land on the keys And allow the melodies to seize A sense of escape palpates From all the melancholy that lays With each note plunked A chunk of solace is pumped From the treble clef to…
Perched on a bed of rock Surrounded by the gushing sea A siren, exquisite and bewitching Beckons sailors silently Then she opens her mouth to sing A golden, dream-woven melody Desires, deep and dark Want, from the…
In the diner, We were all alone. Looking at each other From the far side of the table. The red color walls, And the black and white tiles; Radio songs and The background noise. In a small, tiny…
Myrtle here, is a friend of mine, The truest friend indeed, She helps me when I’m feeling sad, She holds me when I weep. Myrtle never lies to me, Myrtle always tells the truth, She never hurts me and trusts…
If I knew Knew wherever I stood I stood prosperous Prosperous a cafe I would create Create to create You’ll find it filled Filled with hot desserts topped Topped with chilled ice cream Cream of the crop just for…
Lying on the blood-soaked ground, rasping breaths surrounded her. Her own echoed as she shut her eyes, marking her alive among the dead piling high. The war drums still sounded in her head, the horror of her sword cutting off…
“It’s comforting to know that there is one relationship I’ll hold on to for life.” Rosemary? Or is that Thyme? My feet lead up to the stove. I hold my hair back, take a big sniff, And roll my…
Creaky stairs and aphonic dreams Besiege me as I caress countless spines My fingertips touching limitless sequences, arrangements That somehow make sense. The eld reeks across the room– A faint biblichor settling over me Feels like a daydream But I…
In the tranquil, black night She sat in solitude with twinkling eyes, The music had ceased The people were gone Her dazzling crimson brilliance had been reduced to a faint blush. The streets were vacant devoid of life, but she…
Stood back Took a closer look And realized life was on loop. Moments were broken Feelings wide apart I was racing. Fantasized life to be a competition Thrusting others to fall Vanquishing as a sore loser I had lost Lost…
Swaying her body along the tune looking godly an artist’s muse. Beneath her feet a splintered floor in sweet dreams a velvet door. Breaking inside feeling insane shaking outside to soothe the pain. Postures sliding fluidly to another worries enveloping…
hush, don’t let little Ana hear, the harsh words that exchange between the pair who call each other dear it’s your voices, your mistakes; but she feels the guilt the banging doors, the separate beds, the glass that breaks is…
Content Warning: The piece below deals with marital rape. Please proceed with due discretion. the man is on strike. 99 hashtags shared. 99 necklaces and the man marries. 99 irritations and the man walks out. 99 becomes 100. the woman…
The Stranger who Paddles to the Sea, Says ‘Goodnight, Moon’ in joy and glee He asks the Three Questions straight Out of my Mind The only difference is his corduroy shorts and my clothes are fully designed. Even on a…
We made a forever promise, under the blossom tree Weren’t ready for the storm we couldn’t foresee Spent ages without love, spent days dreaming of you So unfortunate to find peace, and be parted so soon My fantasies…
I take flight Once again Like Icarus Abscond from my chains With my wings of wax and feather And euphoria through my veins My lungs swell with the wind That I let carry me away I soar high…
I was told that the past was gone, not the chance. I could still prove myself. I was told that the trust was lost, not my potential. I could still redeem myself. I tried and tried till I cried,…
Content Warning: The following short piece deals with content related to death. This is a story about my encounters with death. You read that right. Often, we sit over coffee together. No, it hasn’t visited me with an invitation to…
What separates us? Do you think it is our words that play a monopoly over us? Or is it the bestrewed silence that lurks in our conversations? Your face, your voice, your smell, your presence, all of it incessantly flashes…
Can you hear me? I’ve been trying To speak to you Revive you I am relinquishing The person I used to be Metamorphosing Into a better me I’m trying to hold on to you Pull you closer Make…
A lone drop waltzing its way through the dark claustrophobic tunnel mindless about what lies ahead. Feet on relevé dangling in air relishing a few seconds of freedom awaiting its fateful end. One girl laughing heartily oblivious to the drop’s…
Content Warning: This short piece talks about things related to death. what happens when you die? not of the body, but the soul what happens when you die? not of the people, but the regret what happens when you die?…
You are the wind in your hair, the silly dance you do when you don’t care, You are the places to which you fly, you are the morning cup of coffee under a happy sunny sky, You are the pages…
Trigger Warning: The following poem consists of content entailing eating disorders and their impacts. Reader’s discretion is advised. “If I recover, will I still be me?” The rasp in my voice is evident, As I sit by the…
They say let go of the past But my mind dwells on the whilom memories They say don’t worry about the future Yet my mind lingers on the inevitable They say that I’ll be fine But my terrors claw at…
Darling dear, my inevitable approaches The bane in my chest, a burden Sheltered by a thousand roaches The end must be a gift, I’m certain My heart cracks second per second It strains me to stay a moment more…
Bhupesh Chandra Karmakar was born on 16 November 1936. After completing his schooling from the Bengali High School in Nowgong (Assam), he joined in Indian Air Force. During his stay at an Air Force unit in Barrackpore, West Bengal, he…
Trigger Warning: The following poem contains content about depression and entails it in a distressing manner. Reader discretion is advised. I keep telling myself, Every second of every day, Hold on a little bit, Soon it will go away. …
Trigger Warning: The following poem contains content about depression and entails it in a distressing manner. Reader discretion is advised. I’m drowning in cold waters, I’m facing my heart’s slaughter. I’m destroying my own self, I’m giving up, please help.…
It’s in the heart, It is vast, It’s in drops of rain falling from the sky, It’s in the mind, making us sometimes happy, sad and shy. It’s in the air, that’s rare. It’s in every action,…
Pellucid crystals and saffron stones, Sugary soil and dying undertones, I look and look and look I look at the green stalk turn away, Besieged by a yellow light, And the flowery pink Now a mere grease in my ashtray,…
The chirping of birds woke me The faraway sound of crashing waves And the buzzing of bees Camping was the best idea I’ve had in a while Surrounded by the music of earth I can’t help but smile …
Land, fire, air, water and space Coalesce to form one Earth. The land births, the fire flares, The air soothes, the water cools. All working in harmony in the space. The green sprouts as the land splits open, But…
The little colleen looked up at her mother, Asking if the bad men were at it again. The world shook as the matriarch pondered upon her sins, Apologizing, for her ignorance was the bane. How could she explain to…
Autumn has arrived, with auburn leaves and perpetual rain, sad eyes, sombre skies. I wonder where you are. Ever since I’d been freed from the burden of a heavy heart, the promise of the melancholic seasons, my dearly favoured,…
“Even sand is delicious when you starve for months….” Fragile, febrile bodies Breathing in, the sweltering heat Baked in the sun, covered with mud Swollen bellies, clay filled stomachs. The sun Begs for thirst, and the moon Starves for food…
I confess my love to the roses by the brook, Each minute, every second I spend here Is in peace, the superficial and inane long forsook. I am entranced by the petrichor in the air, The scent disregards the…
Brutal wars have been waged, With fires, oils and guns, Crisis looming in the air, Impending doom. My trees have been cut, My grass has been burnt, My waters have been contaminated, As I gasp for clean air, now…
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