Through love’s great power to be made whole In mind and body, heart and soul – Through freedom to find joy, or be By dint of joy itself set free In love and in companionhood: This is the true and…
‘Through Love’s Great Power’ by Vikram Seth
Category: NAW Poetry
‘A Thousand Pieces of Me’ by Dipima Buragohain
The rainbow sky, And its crimson dye, The hailstorm glove Of the insane love, The maddening rush Of the hopeful crush, Of all the catchings and snatchings, Of dreaming and screaming, What words and swords, What lies and cries, Of…
‘An Unwritten Song’ by Sonam Dema
A thousand stars A lone moon A lonely boy And I, a night-sky. A thousand promises A love song A paper lover And I, a perpetual dreamer. A thousand voyages A waning solace A passing sailor And I,…
‘UNDERCURRENT’ by Daya Bhat
“Who am I?” She nudges and nobbles, “A mere spectator? A non-reformer? But so are you!” She sneers in obstinacy Dares to challenge! “My dwelling bound by wood and glass. Margins defined – space confined. I have done no good…
‘A Winter Song’ by Sonam Dema
Give me a winter wrapped in pleasing fragility of intense cold, Of unequivocal bliss of dancing snowflakes, Melting into the flashing sunlight. Give me a winter filled with chuckles of mischievous children, Of outrageous snowball fights, red cheeks and…
‘Of Love, Etc.’ by Dipima Buragohain
Your dreams and my eyes, Your hopes and my smile, My wishes and your twinkle, My desires and your lips, Between yours and mine Lies the thing called love. He said, “I’m in love with you” I smiled in…
‘Lamp Post’ by Partha Pratim Das
On a mystic December day So cold and weary a lamp was, For a sudden power cut, It had lost almost lost all its , Warmth and brightness , Made the dark highway naked, But the dying bulb Was still…
‘Wet dreams of Damsels’ by Chandramohan S
What happens to deferred dreams of girls? Do they evaporate? Like the tears of an ill-fated bride Without any traces ? Does it end up as crimson graffiti of a sword piercing a heart, Tear brimming eyes On bridal bed…
‘Unidentified Written Object’ by Partha Pratim Das
1 Shrill cry of an enchanted forest Once I hear through the grey Alleys Sank into the Darkest mystery Unknown ever to all mechanism Where my emotion or yours Is born from the unknown womb Of distant and so…
‘SHE’ by Satish Pendharkar
She showed us mountains Purple and clouds cirrus That crowned their peaks. Through her we learned to breathe And serenading Life We began interpreting The language of birds And realized that Donkeys As also Pigs are creatures of God …
‘Swift’s yahoos- they have come here too’ by Anvita Singh
The streets are bathed with dirt and blood. The cries of the naked children pierce the still calm of the early morning. A painful reminder of the events that took place a long time ago, when earth was first trampled…
‘Don’t wear a dupatta today’ by Kanika Sharma
Don’t wear a dupatta today Don’t today Wear a dupatta Walk in broad day light stark naked sunlight They will undress you Undress you with their eyes They will Misbehave Behave yourself Clock moves around the same numbers…