घर घर में कैद हैं…

घर घर में कैद हैंमाँ की बेताबियाँ अनेक हैंबाबा की तन्हाईयाँ ढेर हैंदीदी के सपने सरफ़रोश हैं…*घर घर में कैद हैंख्वाहिशें बेचैन हैंदिल में रंजिशें खामोश हैंआपसी शिकवे हर रोज़ हैं…*घर घर में कैद हैंहसरतें बेख़ौफ़ हैंमनमर्ज़ियों का शोर हैबगावतों का शहर है…

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Soulmates

the devotion in his eyes burst like a thousand stars purged within seconds the ghosts eclipsing her heart ~ her smile, the exalted shaman the light of his tired soul exorcised his demons making him pure and whole ~~~

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Am I still me?

your memories cling to my very skin it is hard to tell where I end where you begin they crawl all over me sparing not an inch not even the air I breathe their whispers ring through autumns and springs my mind is tormented by the epiphanies they bring days dissolve into nights with such…

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Fallen: Book Review by Asha Seth

Author: Shamar M. McFarlane | Genre: Poetry | Pages: 180 Fallen is a book that illuminates the idea of a loss of divinity or what we would call innocents. Every word, every line and every page means something different. They have the power to guide those who haven’t yet found their way but also can…

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The Way that We Are– Book Review by Asha Seth

Author: Priyam Acharya | Genre: Poetry | Pages: 196 ‘The Way that We Are’, is Priyam Acharya’s second collection of free verses. Developed and written almost entirely during the year of the pandemic, every work in the compilation offers a perspective into the vulnerable side of human beings – making us the way that we,…

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आज रात फिर …

आज रात फिरदरवाजे परतुम्हारी यादोंने दस्तक दीघंटों वे ठहरे रहेकी कब हम उन्हेंभीतर लें, बतियाएंसारी रातचारपाई से लिपटेहमने उन्हें अनसूना कियासारी उम्रइन यादों नेआंखें नम ही तो की हैं

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Micropoetry#65

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The Scrupulous Gentleman – Book Review by Asha Seth

Author: Jenessa M. D’Silva | Genre: Thriller | Pages: 285 The story revolves around a rich family as they all fight for their share in the inheritance, following a sudden gruesome death. With some, trying to take an easy route by eliminating the ones standing in their way, a rich heiress is left stranded, only to receive help…

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Forgotten…

those wiltingleaves of the treesyou have in your backyardlong to knowhow long will youleave them morose and witheringyou won’t even lookshe’d breathed life in thembut nowyou’re their familynurture them like she didlike you’d havehad she not left

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Micropoetry#64

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tell me otherwise…

on some days when the moon is hiding behind a cloud I see you through its eyes and I feel your gaze upon me on those nights I find your smell lingering in the corners of my bed when I climb in they hug me until I fall asleep you may deny it wasn’t love…

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