• August 21, 2016
  • Dr. Tripti Sharan

Love’s Labour

There is something so divine about a women laboring to give birth. It is, as if she is working with God to create life. But does she indeed have a...
  • August 17, 2016
  • Madhumita Ghosh

My Most Precious Find

A soulful poem by Madhumita. The seaside called and I went there The sands laid a bed for me the casuarina trees lined up cooled me fanning with their...
  • August 15, 2016
  • Dr. Amrinder Kaur Bajaj

Freedom

Amrinder pens a poem on the occasion of the Independence Day exclusively for Different Truths.  Why do eagle wheel over The ramparts of Red Fort? Why do vultures perch, in...
  • August 13, 2016
  • Tatjana Debeljacki

Unrequited Love/Mistakes

Unrequited Love An intense and evocative love poem by Tatjana. Forget what I’ve said. It’s something nasty again. Sharp word has freefalling. We have been long on these tracks,...
  • August 11, 2016
  • Farah Siddiqui M

Do not crush me

Farah talks about the cruelty of man against woman and how he crushes her. Oh’ brother! Just give me the word of honor That you’ll protect me against the...
  • August 7, 2016
  • Susmita Bhattacharya

Let me go…

A poignant, sad poem from Susmita about the many characters that she played in her life and her adieu to all. Dark and despondent, a soulful verse here. Lost in...
  • August 6, 2016
  • Deeya Bhattacharya

Those Lips you Wear

This is a kind of Rhymester poem that came to Deeya in a certain delight seeing the lips of someone who’s very close to her. She was taken in by...
  • August 5, 2016
  • Bhawini Tripathi

Empty Nest

Children grow and leave home. In this poem Bhawini talks of the many emotions of a woman and how she prepares to deal with her empty nest. She stood looking...
  • August 4, 2016
  • Sehar Siddiqi

Blood of my Son

A protest poem by Sehar about the bloodstained kurta of a father with the blood of 13-year-old son. Blinded Children  Maimed youth  Scarred men Disillusioned women  Bloody chaurahas* Silent...
  • August 3, 2016
  • Sukanya Juno Biswas

A Roach, I Approach

A hilarious nonsense verse on roach by Sukanya. With a Raid in hand I approach Towards the scurrying brown roach. As it scuttled past I moved two steps back,...
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