Parenting is a walk, two feet in rhythm. When one of them gets lost, half melodies struggle to make life’s music. Parag Mallik’s poem tells you more.
Anupama Krishnakumar shares her love and excitement for her favourite comfort food, her mother’s rasam, in verse.
We are an aspiring nation, aiming to touch the sky, rejoicing in lavishness, yet, there’s another world amidst us that lives unceasingly in hunger…PItambar Naik writes a poem.
There’s something delightful about consuming rotis hot and as and when they are made. Bakul Banerjee’s poem gives a glimpse of the world of a mother, her children and the rotis she makes for them.
Parth Pandya writes an ode to one of the most common yet most loved Indian sweets, his own favourite, the Gulab Jamun.
This poem by Agbaakin dissects the anatomy of hope and the sacrifices involved in wanting to live again in a world haunted by blood; which is letting go all hurts and dark memories.
Saikat Das’ poem presents the flickers of hope that is still there in the Rohingya community, typified in a little girl amidst the death, desolation and destruction of the entire community by forces antithetical to basic human values.
A new bud blooms on a bough. A new life comes to the world with hope. This poem by Parminder Singh contrasts the role played by ‘hope’ and ‘expectations’ as a new life enters the world.
Could there be questions on love? Well, why not? Anupama Krishnakumar’s piece captures some.