poetrywriting Archives

Clouds

By Simran Ramsay

Time moves differently when you gaze at something beautiful. This musing slows time around nature’s spectacle of clouds in the sky.

Clouded by You

By Aastha Katyal Pant

A cloud can be a poet’s muse or a poet’s enemy. This piece is one of persistence despite the blues a cloud brings, and striving through it.

Circus of Life

By Simran Ramsay

Each of us has a role to play. Sometimes on a stage, sometimes in a circus. Read about one such circus called life.

Peach Aesthetic Wallpaper: Writing in a notebook with post-its, sweatshirts, spilling ardour.

Alive for the Ardour

By Ekasmayi Naresh

A poem about how ardour finds its way out in one way or the other. Sometimes it can even look like the ink in one’s journal.

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The Door We Don’t See

By Preeti Kathuria

This poem talks about each aspect of the world beyond a door that it shields us from.

Is It Really Me?

By Ekasmayi Naresh

A poem on crossing the revolving door of real and reel, into the cloakroom of existence by a vivid dreamer.

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Fabric of Narration

By Preeti Kathuria

When Truth becomes pliable, it falls upon the reader to distinguish fact from opinion. Read about narratives in news here, in this poem.

The Unbroken Continuance

By Preeti Kathuria

“The unbroken continuance, ticking a rhythmic trance. Once housed in the cuckoo clock, flew off in a single rare instance…”

The Journeys We Make

By Ekasmayi Naresh

“Undeniable is the pleasure
of the journeys that spurring speedometers measure… Yet all in the hunt for a destination most dear
to meet one’s own reflection with a smile.”

Journey

By Aalia Jagwani

Sometimes the most memorable travels are the ones we take within ourselves. Read about one such journey, and dialogue in poetry.

The Willow

By Preeti Kathuria

A poem about the still and mundane existence during quarantine, until it’s disrupted by the presence of a certain plant near the window.

Here & Now

By Haritha Sara Kuriakose

Being in the present means being a work in progress. This poem describes the mindfulness of truly revelling in the here and now.