A Yogi, a Brahmachari
An ascetic herself, Vatsala pays her tribute to a yogi and a Brahmachari (celibate) in this verse. I met a yogi, a Brahmachari, Little did he speak to me,...
The Dark Monologue
The transformation into evil has been mapped in this enigmatic poem by Sudeshna. Accused of being evil Incarnation of the devil Don’t you know your own soul? I have...
Colour Me!
The celebrations of colours and its absence in the life of a woman in an evocative verse by Saheli. At the height of spring she had forever searched for colours...
Hero Worship
This verse is about Neelam’s search for a hero, an icon, in her teenage years. When I was a teen, I was often asked, “Who is your hero?” I...
Once I met Life
A poignant poem by Shernaz. During the passage from birth to date I once encountered Life on the way She beckoned. Urged me to engage in the moment I...
Sweet Peas / She Came
Sweet Peas Here are two evocative poems by Lily for Different Truths. Cloying cinnamonic caressing scent of sweet-peas Wafting across the moss green expanse of gambolling meadows Bamboo grasses...
The Age of Seasons
Sudeshna celebrates nature through the myriad moods of seasons in these verses. Spring Young shoots spruce up dressed ...
Melancholy
An inward looking poem where Maya talks about the dynamics of creativity, how it’s not easy to write about melancholy. I wring my eyes, tighten my jaw lines, and my...
He is a Born Artist
Subhajit describes a born artist in this verse. He is a born artist with colors red and green, full of jollity and vibrancy, to paint a new day, fill...
Soulmates
Vatsala celebrates soulmates with whom one is connected from past lives. There is a sense of déjà vu in this verse. No mundane taboos, No hypocritical restrictions, No fake rules...