The Sun Drinks my Lemonade
An intense protest poem by Aparajita, in Different Truths. The sun drinks my lemonade, Stoic of the clouds That swell up with my tears, Husbanding a water we have...
I Feel the Essence of My Doting Dad
It is eleven years to lunar date since his larger than life colorful persona was amongst us, yet his essence, words, royal laughter, humour linger stronger every day for...
Grief
Bibi Amrit, fondly called Biji, doubled her thunderous output on realising that she had an opportunity to overpower Nasib, to show the train of mourners that a mother’s grief...
Puppy Love: The K9 Kind
Humourist Soumya talks about canine love, with paroxysms of emotions, in the weekly column, exclusively in Different Truths. The first canine love in my life was my grandfather’s Daschund,...
The Beautiful Ones
Meandering through despair, this poem seeks hope and promise. An evocative poem by Martins, a young poet from Nigeria, for Different Truths. Roused in the heart of night I sit...