Today's NaPoWriMo attempt is on a prompt I came across on Instagram. I may not be writing a poem every day, but poem-ing in April is definitely giving me a high. Thank you for reading. TO THE GOD OF SENILE MEN The peace lilies died by their windows, a couple more will do, please but …
A Conflict of Words
Dear Readers, As poets and writers, we choose some words and leave out others. Do we/should we share the burdens of the world, bring out the uglies, speak up for what is right? While opinions vary on this and we go our own ways, follow our own convictions, I think we often find it a …
An (Un)Ordinary Day
Dear Readers, As a war unfolds where I live, every ordinary day becomes unordinary. Some random thoughts to make sense of today. I squeeze a lemon in lukewarm water and settle on my balcony. Sunrise is the time for the collective chirping of bulbuls on the khejri, neem and palash, standing obediently on the opposite …
पतंगों की जंग
अब शीत लहर घबराई सी ढूंढे नए छोर, सूरज की किरणों को देखो खींचो पतंग की डोर ! आसमान में रंग हैं बिखरे, बिखरे चहुँ ओर मुंडेरों के पीछे से सब मचा रहे हैं शोर! छतों के ऊपर देखो कैसा मेला लगा है यार धरा भेज रही है जैसे नभ को अपना प्यार दोस्त हो …
A Hundred Quills 