तुम्हारा दुःख और मैं । देवांश एकांत
Plum Trees in Blossom by Camille Pissarro, 1894 तुम्हारी आँख से ढलका आँसू पृथ्वी पर गिरते ही बन गया हरसिंगार का फ़ूल मैं यह देख उत्सुक...
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- Sep 7, 2021
Newspapers are a luxury in the hands of spectators by Resham Sharma
POSTCARDS / STEPHEN PUTNAM HUGHES AND EMILY ROSE STEVENSON The morning newspaper stretches its wearied arms between my fingers and...
- Sep 7, 2021
Weighing a girl, a woman and a mother
Hiba Schahbaz’s Self Portrait / Weighing a girl Every day when the sun hides behind trees A girl rides past my house I look at her...
- Sep 2, 2021
I am a gunshot wound
Girl Floating in Water by Ophelia i am a gunshot wound. two tablespoons of Rooh Afza does not calm me, it either lights me up like Wills...
- Sep 2, 2021
In the landscape of tomorrow, God is an almost dead man
Displaced Afghani Children at a refugee camp in Kabul / Photograph by Haroon Sabawoon In the playgrounds of tomorrow, happiness bleeds...
- Sep 2, 2021
Worshipping Poets by Simra Sadaf
La Muse by Pablo Picasso “Talk to me about the poem you wrote to pass the unbearable. Tell me why you prefer the second generation of...
- Aug 3, 2021
Handpicked poems from July 2021
Handpicked poems curated by the editors from July archives (in no particular order). July is an alphonso sliced in half by Khatija Khan...
- Aug 3, 2021
July is an alphonso sliced in half by Khatija Khan
Artwork by Avijit Roy july is an alphonso sliced in half 1/2 july might know who reads the quran backwards and turns the rain acidic july...
- Aug 3, 2021
The anatomy of a happy family
In my house, rooms are claimed in the name of things rather than people- sandook room, almirah room, AC room, mandir room- a steady...
- Aug 3, 2021
Pulitzer likes the rubble better than Paradise
Tired of writing poems of defiance Those that reek of blasphemy and fire Read aloud in a voice refusing to crack Here I shall not rebel...
- Aug 3, 2021
On six days out of ten, it does feel like home
There is a kid somewhere in the world, who feels guilty for sleeping, without feeding the doll. And there is this girl, who talks to a...
- Aug 3, 2021
Half of my dreams are soap bubble fallacies
Soap Bubble Large Wabbelig Huge I. My god breathes in the smoke of a thousand incense And breathes out security That mothers with...
- Jul 30, 2021
Paper swans out of your discarded suicide notes by Swati Barik
My mother asks me why do I Give my poems names Like wheelchair, a crutch, an inhaler A one bedroom beating heart Why can’t i call...
- Jul 30, 2021
Love faces language barriers
So much of love is lost in translations. it spills out by the time it travels from one human to another. for the man at the subway has no...
- Jul 30, 2021
तुम्हारे लिए मेरा प्रेम
Artwork by Sunita तुमको लिखी सभी कविताओं में भर-भर के कहना चाहा है कि तुमसे बेहद प्यार करता हूँ पर कह नहीं पाता अटता ही नहीं कहीं भी...
- Jul 30, 2021
बचपन पकी नींद में सोता था
Edward Hopper, Little Boy Looking at the Sea (1891) १. मेरे बचपन का घर बहुत बड़ा नहीं था लेकिन बचपन बहुत बड़ा था। २. बचपन बेचैन था जवानी...
- Jul 28, 2021
My parents don’t sleep in the same bed
My parents don’t sleep in the same bed. To a six year old girl, That never mattered. But to a seven year old girl, it does. She knows...
- Jul 28, 2021
अपवाद या सिद्धांत
अंतर्मन के बरगद से तुम्हारी स्मृतियों की टहनियाँ काटते-काटते न जाने कितने वर्ष गुज़र गये खिड़की से बाहर पृथ्वी की परिक्रमा करता चंद्रमा...
- Jul 28, 2021
अब दिन और रात पृथ्वी के घूमने से नहीं होते, मशीनों के घूमने से होते हैं
उद्योगपतियों ने सूरज को आकाश से निकालकर अपने कारखानों में लगा लिया है। चांद अब, कारखानों की शिफ्ट, के हिसाब से आता...
- Jul 28, 2021
गैलेक्सी के छोर पर खड़े होकर तुम से प्रेम करने का कारण ढूंढना तारों की गिनती करने जैसा है
हर चीज़ जो हमारे सामने है एक लंबी यात्रा का परिणाम है यात्राएं मनुष्य को बदलती हैं बदलाव की यात्रा मनुष्य होने की यात्रा है अकेले की गई...
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