Yearly Archives: 2015


a poem by Krithika Anand

I spotted two dogs by the roadside
One of them was walking with his master
The other was a street dog, lazily yawning!
The street dog was so small and puny
I could see his skeleton system you see!
The other looked healthy and tall
Looked well-fed, was enjoying that stroll
Inspired by the dog with his master
The street dog wagged his tail at me
And started following my footsteps
Suddenly he saw the other dog and stopped
The healthy dog wanted to ogle at another dog
A bitch, maybe, but his master kept pulling him
By the leash on his neck, did not yield to his whim
He wanted to stop and try eating something
But the master, unmindful of all that, kept going on
Perhaps he had to go home and rush to his workplace!
The street dog seemed to observe this all
He suddenly stopped following my trail
Went back to his favorite spot by the road
And started gazing at the passers by
He seemed to have realized real soon
That his freedom is too heavy a prize to pay
Even for good food and a secure place to stay!

Carrying Men

a poem by Kalki Arhan

Who said “Men doesn’t know labour pain?”

The struggle we go through
in conceiving and delivering the love,
because of, only for, YOU…

Will not be over,
in mere 10 months dear…

Consider being in never ending, total constant pain,
some may even become a monster of Frankenstein…

Rubber Men

a poem by Kalki Walle

Rubber trees are in the Indus,
for the single use, extract latex,
give direct/indirect Rubber product…

Human society is similar
being money, instead of rubber

No longer born and grown,
but sown and cultivated…


a poem by Sudersan P V

Curious enough,
she took some selfies
to find
the existence of
the genuineness
or heartiness within.
First selfie had
a dark region
as she used to say ‘I have it’.
it had someone else’s shadow
in front
as a Shikhandi,
like she used to keep
at times,
against some, driving from back.
followed few selfies
how variant
her mindset exactly is.
some times over confident
many times lack self-confidence
some times dramatically down to earth
many times a Nautanki…
to see all these,
she continued
the experiment of
if there is
a drop of heartiness
within her…
At that moment,
Mega pixels
shut themselves Off
‘we cant help you
the dark region of your heart is
more than
you thought to be
in your vision ‘.
we close our eyes’.
she watched the image
fading away.
In no time,
the Mobile
lost its charge
signing off,
‘never use me
to find you again.
you are not genuine,
leave me alone…
never to see you again…

More than you know

a poem by Sunil Rajagopal

Do you know me, sir?
I speak not of the colour
of my face and hair.

Do you know me, sir?
No, not by the tongue I speak
Or where I am from.

Do you know me, sir?
I meant not the name of my
God or what I eat.

Do you know me, sir?
Not by where I live and work,
Or my golden hoard.

Do you know me, sir?
I ask not how loud I talk,
Or my love of stage.

Do you know me, sir?
Not by how much I know and,
how fast I can run.

Do you know me, sir?
Never by what you think of
my man-woman-hood.

If you think you know –
This is but a bit, I am
more than all of these.

Know me when my heart
is in what I say and do;
By the paths I take.

I am how I treat
the old and poor, weak and meek,
And other men’s gods.

Know by how I let
my friends and better half fly;
By my dear folk’s pride.

Read me from thoughts in
my head, the flowers I smell;
By how I know you.

If you still must know,
We are all rivers that must
once end in the sea.


a poem by Subhash Roy Choudhury

She was lying on a bed
Silent and motionless,
Not even looking at me.
Doctor declared her lifeless.
But she was still there at the ventilator,
Then how he told, she was no more.
Puzzled, how could it be doctor?
Who was then lying inside there?
Were they two instead of one?
Then who was there and who had gone?
Who was free and who was abandoned?
I hug the body which was left behind,
As she was only my beloved mother
Whom I would miss hence.


a poem by Sanjana .

She cried. She yelled. She sobbed.
Nobody was there
To listen to her torment.
Nobody could hear the voice
Of her slaughtered spirit.
Lying beside the wall was her naked body
Which they most coveted.
Lying beneath the body was her naked soul
Which they most dreaded.
She felt terror.
Her mind blew with anger.
She was broken.
She was blank, she was obscured.
She feared everyone.
She wanted to kill, or to be killed.
She was numb. Her tears dried out.
Her heart, her mind – they didn’t respond.
Cruelty, they claimed, a mistake
Abusing, they felt, a pleasure
They torn a part of her
They sucked out life of her
In her blood, they left her
In the most vulnerable state.
They moved away
With no mark of guilt
What remained on their brazen faces
Was a blatant glee of brutality
Though they failed in humanity.


a poem by Vijaynath

Nothing stays with me, except
My woes and worries,
Nowhere to go other than
The dark labyrinth or my own mind.

Alone and aloof, only the
Pitch black of darkness with me
No one to look for and
Nobody to remember me

Where I am, I have no idea
How long also have no answer
If this place do have a name
What difference it makes

There is no day or night here, only
Emptiness enveloped in darkness
No date or name for the day, only
The crushing bang of solitude

Winter is not forever

a poem by Sunil Rajagopal

Weary clouds are nearly spent
Painting the vault in even blues,
Soaking days in honeyed hues;
Myriad birds from where they went,
Sing that Winter is not far.

Tang of old in the morn chill-
Devil’s flowers shed on the streets,
Dying leaves spread in sheets,
Last night’s fires burning still;
Smells like Winter is nearly here.

Swiftly swooped in the cover of night,
Silent winged like a great gray owl,
Shrouding the world in a dusky cowl;
Knight of Day too has lost his light,
Looks like Winter is here to stay.

Snapping jaws bite to the bone,
Road and morrow mired in gloom,
Feet and mind snug in woolly womb,
Hearing dogs howl and moan;
Feels like Winter will never leave.

Sombre shadow gently yields,
Spring bound wings heading home,
Gay are those that stay and roam,
Grain and straw in sunlit fields;
If Winter comes, then Winter must go.

True Transformation

a poem by Farheen .

As a flower transforms into a fruit,
A girl too has to transform from top to root.
As a fruit ripens, a girl also ripens and becomes a woman.
Its not pretty easy but girls know that “we can”

A girl isn’t emotionally strong,
But afterwards she proves all that they were wrong
That she was the same little girl crying
For chocolates and bars but now handling
Everything right; uses her tricks to pen
Up problems and this shows that “we can”

She doesn’t learn this from anywhere,
But inherits this from her mother and bears
Every pain and heart broken many a times,
Who was sensitive and sweet and was always nice.
But has to handle everything being a woman,
Sometimes questions herself why only we
Should bear and the answer is “because only We Can”


a poem by Sidharth Passi

The pages of life unfold,
Speak up a story so far untold,
Its a serious, engrossing, unpredictable saga,
Sometimes warm sometimes cold.

I congratulate myself, I’m tolerating,
The dosage…
of this hostage drama – captivating, encapsulating,
At times it settles at others aggravating.

Sometimes I feel enough is said,
So much of it I have already read,
Not fully a black and white script though,
Lots to be deciphered between A and Z.

To reach the nth, I’m going with the flow,
Sometimes with a pat, sometimes with a blow,
Un-ceased, even though if un-eased the show must go on,
At any pace- fast or slow.

Finally, the geography where I reach, will create history,
Trivial or monumental will have to see,
Weathered seasoned, ripened at last,
Sure with all seasons on my resume I will become an experienced old tree.

I will be here

a poem by Vijaynath

You should have bid Goodbye while leaving,
the sudden void draining the breath out of me;
You should have shown a sign of your plan, but
your unexpected departure crushed me out

We were together all the way till now, but
you never, even a hint, told me that you want
to move ahead, on your own, that too alone
but I would never, ever, have been a hurdle to you

You showed the dreams and you made me laugh
and you promised to be with me always and
guided, corrected and scolded me when I err
and I felt a new life and renewed vigour to move ahead

Your leftover memories, like fallen dry leaves
will be scattered around by the wind of time,
and the deep cuts and wounds you left
may also get healed in time

Let me wish you peace and happiness and
let me hope you keep smiling, lest you always
bear in mind that whenever you feel alone or down
I will be here, always, waiting for you.

Curse in disguise

a poem by Vijaynath

The fierce fury of rain and unleashed
anger of the wind erased everything
around me like a black canvas sans the picture

The structure which was my home
is nowhere to be seen and a pile of
bricks and broken branches made
it looks like an isolated tomb

The garden, when it was there, resembles
a pond of mud with multi colored dead fish
after mutilation by a pack of predators
who had a field day of genocide

The trees who cared with their shades
and fed me with their sumptuous offerings
stands naked like monuments of a war
reluctant and ashamed to look down

It all began with a soothing breeze
along with a cooling drizzle
which felt heavenly in the summer rage
but turned out to be a Curse in Disguise

When the Sea calls

a poem by Sunil Rajagopal

My glass is clouded;
In this driving rain, a whiff-
of the salty sea!

Listen to the rain-
Like many running ripples,
Like gulls on the wing!

Sailor I am not,
Nor fisher or diver deep;
Yet I hear her call!

It rolls and it tugs,
This rising swell within me;
Deep, soft- all at once!

Its shores are not mine,
Nor to its waves I belong;
Yet for them I yearn!

When the sea beckons
from afar, I close my eyes-
It roars within me!

My Pains and Sorrows!

a poem by Anu Pillai

Oh Alas! Crippled with a broken heart no one to love
The pain struck into the body with a giant blow
Your love for me was the only healer
But knowing not the truth you left me
With a heart already broken long ago
And now broken into pieces by you
Leaving me all alone with my pains and sorrows