I remember you… When the bliss of morning creates a yearning to feel you- a longing to meet you, When the cool breeze caresses my cheeks and plays with my tresses- the way your fingers do When my eyes search you in a crowd or I smile at your memories in my solitude...
Today, we’d like to challenge you to write a poem of the possible. What does that mean? Well, take a look at these poems by Raena Shirali and Rachel Mennies. Both poems are squarely focused not on what has happened, or what will happen, but on what might happen if the...
It is the third day of NaPoWriMo and here is today’s prompt. The challenge today is to write a list poem in which all the items are made-up names. If band names don’t inspire, how about a list of titles for romantic novels? Or new television cop dramas? They can be as...
I hate myself for all the words I say Which I detest from the bottom of my heart I hate myself for all the things I do Which never reflect in my list of tasks I hate myself for tasks I fail to do Which I’d love at the top of stack I hate...
Today I’ve penned down something in my native language- Hindi. These are actually afterthoughts of reading a Hindi poem. I’ve given the English translation below my original poem. इक ख़्वाहिश ठंडी हवा के झोंके जब पेड़ों को सरसराहें यूँ लगे तुम्हारी...
