The Wingspan Of Sorrow
A poignant poem by Reena. It’s intense and sensuous. If I stoopit is to drink deep of youmy doppelgänger, black and greyI wear your shades better than any otherwanting...
Shuffling Memories
In this poignant poem, Mamta delves into her ‘sepia memories’. As dusk settles Memories begin to scrape my mind Like negatives of snapshots Sometimes sharp Sometimes fuzzy and undefined...