People live longer in our grief than in our remembrance by Antara Verma
तुम्हारा दुःख और मैं । देवांश एकांत
Newspapers are a luxury in the hands of spectators by Resham Sharma
Weighing a girl, a woman and a mother
I am a gunshot wound
In the landscape of tomorrow, God is an almost dead man
Worshipping Poets by Simra Sadaf
Handpicked poems from July 2021
July is an alphonso sliced in half by Khatija Khan
The anatomy of a happy family
Pulitzer likes the rubble better than Paradise
On six days out of ten, it does feel like home
Half of my dreams are soap bubble fallacies
Paper swans out of your discarded suicide notes by Swati Barik
Love faces language barriers
तुम्हारे लिए मेरा प्रेम
बचपन पकी नींद में सोता था
My parents don’t sleep in the same bed
अपवाद या सिद्धांत
अब दिन और रात पृथ्वी के घूमने से नहीं होते, मशीनों के घूमने से होते हैं