Poem: The justified genocide
As the rhetoric all around us flare up the sentiment for aggressiveness and confrontation, it might at this point of time serve us to remember what war actually does.
Poetry
This sub-category contains poems on all kinds of themes as sent by the writers.
Delhi, An Old Unwritten Poem
The bus stops at Jamia Milia. Through the window I see
my young grandfather, gleaming eyes & spirited face, tender youth flickering through his cigarette smoke
Poem: Cry of an unborn child
This is a poem about how a child does not want to come out of mommy’s womb to avoid the harshness of the real world with its norms and judgements.
Poem: Endia and Porkistan
‘Why does the other behave that way? Are we wrong on our part?’
‘Nah, it flows in their blood. After all they bow to the crescent-Green flag’
‘All of them are the same. Beasts and oppressors in tri-colour. Nothing else’
Poem: Not an unusual day
Not an unusual day [responsivevoice_button voice=”US English Female” buttontext=”Read out this Theel for me”] The alarm rang at five;Drowsily, she rubbed the eyes.Trying hard to leave the bed;Limping like a zombie, dead.She woke up to the blanket of darkness;Unwilling to move that day, I guess.The world around was still asleep;For her, the morning was a…
“Miles to go before I sleep” – a tribute to Robert Frost’s poem
This very morning I heard a feeble voice inside whispering, “And miles to go before I sleep and miles to go before I sleep..” Yes, the guess was right. Those lines are from the very famous American poet, Robert Lee Frost’s most celebrated poem – Stopping by woods on a snowy evening. Robert Frost was born on…
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