Poetry
SEASON Death is a sure scent beyond the compoundand his season has arrived about a…
Isosceles Majesty It fluttered into sight,forming rippleson the night’s cool surface –a faint beacon of…
Four corners of a sheet tucked in haphazardly, little island of certainty for when the…
Study Leave There is one tubelight in the halland the windows, whose glassesare either broken…
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* I have dug knives in your shoulderscarefully, and they are still trying togo deeper…
Sally on TambourineI taught Sally how to hit her tambourine on 2 and 4. So…
नज़्म लिखो , बेशुमार लिखोपर उससे बदलाव की उम्मीद मत रखो तुम्हे लगेगा तुमने बड़ी…
* She says nothing, and how.The radio plays a dirgefor December. Then when walkingwas going…
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