• April 12, 2023
  • Elsy Satheesan

Azalea

Here’s a poem about the spring flowers, Azalea, by Elsy, in Different Truths. Azalea, your magenta clusters make me muse on your amazing regalia. “We wait all winter for...
  • April 11, 2023
  • Sarala Balachandran

Never give up…

An invigorating poem of hope by Sarala, in Different Truths. When you start loving someone Never give up love for the sake of others criticisms The world moves on criticism on...
  • April 10, 2023
  • Sushant Thapa

 Lost and Found

Here’s an evocative poem of hope by Sushant – exclusively for Different Truths. The rain Kisses my pain Not in vain. I train to beautify My inner self. I...
  • April 8, 2023
  • Sara Arshad

The Many Colours of Love

Here’s an interesting poem by Sara on the many colours of love – exclusively for Different Truths. When love is purple There is no hurdle When love is blue...
  • April 6, 2023
  • Arun Dash

Of Memories

An evocative poem of memories by Arun Dash What ethereal stuff Are you made of, My memories?   Fancied or real, Of love or of longing, Of a laugh...
  • April 5, 2023
  • Kabir Deb

Processing

Here’s a protest poem by Kabir, in Different Truths. Living, a terrible forgotten emotion Knife, helps me think of a nation Tyranny, plans the burden to rise Monotony, imperialist...
  • April 3, 2023
  • Sarala Balachandran

Poverty

Here’s a powerful poem by Sarala that exposes how men exploit his fellow beings, keeping them poor and hungry, in Different Truths. Let our pens speak to the worldTo...
  • April 1, 2023
  • Dr Jyothsnaphanija

Ashavari

Dr Jyothsnaphanija describes a raga of Hindustani music tangibly in this evocative verse – exclusively for Different Truths. It is a picture of a flowing river Cascading slides Ascending...
  • March 31, 2023
  • Mallika Bhaumik

Us

Love or its loss is found among the mundane, everyday things. It speaks through the most ordinary objects about two people very close. Here’s a love poem by Mallika, for...
  • March 30, 2023
  • Meher Pestonji

Fevered Quarrels

A witty poem by Meher – exclusively for Different Truths. Who’s the boss? Fever said, “Me.” “No siree My body belongs to me! You are an intruder. So, go!...
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