Poem: May and the Mid-Summer RainA sure summer month is named May. So if something unseasonal happens, would it be unnatural?1d ago1d ago
Poem: In Her EyesSometimes, a few words rapidly strewn together make a lot more sense than a carefully crafted version.3d ago3d ago
Poem: Hands Between Stars and Clouds🌌Priya surprised me with a poem that I had needed for a long time. It was just a check-in from a friend. Then…5d ago5d ago
Poem: No More Monsoon DreamsI was thinking about the farmer in the border regions — a simple life, built on survival. Today, instead of the monsoon rain, the sky is…May 10May 10
Poem: Dust Free PeaceAh, we got them. We gave them back. Hail our country. Sounds great. Hang on. We have heard this before, elsewhere. Every countryman says…May 8May 8
Poem: Flower PowerSometimes, a simple flower poem does the trick. Here is to Bev Sanbrooke!May 7May 7
Poem: CoffeeA small detour for a poem, as I sipped coffee and read about the Indo-Pak situation.May 7May 7
Poem: The Cesarian OperationI hate war. War has never given a perspective to thinking. It is just violence, justified by emotions.May 7May 7
Random Scribbles: How do I write?A small exchange between Lubna Khanam and me led to a series of posts that I thought could express my feelings about writing. Here are the…May 5May 5
Poem: Sharks aka Unrequited Love of the StomachInspired by this beautiful photograph taken by the lovely Chloe Douglas.May 3May 3
