Slit Gongs
A poem of despair and hope, by Shernaz, exclusively for Different Truths. my voice feeble as a whisper my words – straining against lies that are a daily staple...
A Plea
An evocative protest poem, by Shernaz, exclusively for Different Truths. rendered sightless by arrogant oratory suspended in a state of foolish denial swept off their feet, they cart-wheeled oblivious...
Loneliness
Shernaz verses about loneliness, muse, creativity and more, in this poem, exclusively for Different Truths. A certain restlessness sands my spirit filing away at vivacity creating a vacant room...
It Will Not Die
A poem of hope, loss and despair, by Shernaz, exclusively for Different Truths. from year to year memories splatter into a bleeding void spreading tentacles that recoil upon themselves…...
It is Us
A poem of hope, love, and assurance, by Shernaz, exclusively for Different Truths “It is us,” words I always hear you say, “Don't worry, we will surely find a...
Love: What They Say!
Shernaz collects quotes on love from writers, poets, scientists, satirists, comedians, actors, singers, artists with gratitude to internet sources. We see the myriad shades of love, as part of Special Feature...
Tour of a Decommissioned Prison: Reflections
A spine-chilling account of a decommissioned prison, by Shernaz, exposes the barbarity of man against his fellow beings. An exclusive for Different Truths. cramped cubicles... minuscule 4’x7’ cells with...
Crumbling Walls
Shernaz’s talks about hurt, pain and reconciliation of two sisters, Heather and Maya, through various twists and turns of fate and circumstances. A Special Feature exclusively for Different Truths. What...
Wild Elephants and a Scary Night to Remember!
Shernaz takes us through the rampage of wild elephants, and the fright and scare of residents in the dead of the night. An exclusive for Different Truths. Thudang! Bang,...
A Goddess Speaks
A protest poem, by Shernaz, celebrating Goddess Durga, for Different Truths. glorified as the ‘divine feminine’ I bleed with the honour of the raped incense sticks burn before me...