The sun slides into the amorphous horizonDay passes softly over to the nightThe sky steadily loses its blueAnd merges into…
Winter Sparrow I still remember the ruckus you made,flittering around the house on those little legs of yours. Your vain…
our best selves i remember still when we kissed in autumn,and all those leaves danced around us asif to give…
If the light were brighter, flowers would fold. Buds are, after all, most loved by bees. And there’s more nectar…
Turning sixty has been more eventful than I expected. My friends have been consoling me and wishing me the very…
A ray of sun True sunshine cracked the boards, Touched my irritated wet feet. Swift blooms sang with green crowds, …
A WEAPON I CALL HOPE Time, I say, is always precious.It may be time to give up,time to leave, time…
Angelina Chauhan’s evocative rendition of her poem Sheeshe mein zara muskura kar toh dekho Read more by Angeline Chauhan
The Odyssey of a Kaleidoscope After 30 years of her having gone, they were finally set free,As I hesitatingly pulled…
Over a Cup of Coffee Didn’t you see?It was right there,a tiny white hearton our chocolate brown coffee,like an exclamation…