Raindrops on Paper
A nostalgic rain poem by Soumya, an autobiographical rendition of various times and places, in Different Truths. Sitting on the balcony, watching the distant sea go gray and mist...
The Lament of Nature
A poignant verse about the lament of nature by Tribhawan. Here’s a protest poem, in Different Truths Mother assimilates cloud’s offerings The womb delivers nature’s bounty Hope rejoices...
Feel me before it is Too Late!
Here’s a soulful love poem by Lata, in Different Truths. One day I may not be there to embrace you in my arms, That day you will fight with...
The Ministry of Utmost Happiness
A protest poem by Nalini, dedicated to social activist Arundhati Roy. Here’s an intense political verse, in Different Truths. How can you do that? Have a mind of your...
Two Cups of Grain…
A powerful poem from Sarala, which depicts the trials, tribulations and the joy of farmers, who starve to feed millions, in Different Truths. Let me write a poem gathering...
We are the Children of Time
Here’s an intense poem by Anca, a lyric with epic proportions, in Different Truths. We are the Children of Time, our dew drops mirror our World, crossing the edges...
Loving You
Here’s an intense love poem by Nilakshi, in Different Truths, that catalogues her love. Let me talk of love… Of Fossil fragrance Of rock-hard chest Of ponytailed haze...
Be the Best you can!
Success, failure, happiness are often misunderstood. It’s never too late to discover one’s true talent. Age is just a number. Shernaz analyses these concepts, in her weekly column, exclusively...
My Life is Quite an Open Book
Here’s a humourous take on life, in this verse, by Soumya, in Different Truths. My life is quite an open book You can look in every nook My FB...
Those Blessed Urns…
A river has always been likened to journey. Sarala talks of the urns (with the mortal remains) floating in Sangam calmly. An evocative and poignant verse of the final...