An ode to the poet in me on my best days, she’s all I am on my worst days, she’s all I hope to be. She’s the…… Read more “An Ode”
Author: Akanksha Mategaonkar
Taste
Hands glided against each other, as if caressing the wounded palms with soft cloth. They wanted something that would assure them that sweetness can be licked from…… Read more “Taste”
Asifa
She put on her beautiful purple dress, socks, gloves, shoes and set off. Just like everyday, she took her ponies to graze in the belly of the…… Read more “Asifa”
Amaranthine
I never knew that, When graphite touches paper, There would be sparks. I tried to engulf these sparks when I first saw them. I felt energised and…… Read more “Amaranthine”
Aai
I will not say that she has her arms spread around us to keep us safe, Because they are the strong pillars that keep our roof safe.…… Read more “Aai”
Audacity
I am proud to live in this generation. This generation with young poets, artists, thinkers and especially dreamers, who express themselves boldly and proudly. I am proud…… Read more “Audacity”
Anti- Gravity
I’m confined to this dark blue curtain, Which shows me new lights everyday They shine so beautifully, but I know I can’t touch them. They may bruise…… Read more “Anti- Gravity”
Guilty Ghost
Do you still feel the thrill on quiet nights? Do you still feel like stalking those empty passages? Do you still want to be the ghost that…… Read more “Guilty Ghost”
The Beast
I used to think that he was always asleep, not caring what was going on outside. I used to listen to him snore loudly as I made…… Read more “The Beast”
The Gramophone
He has been sitting on that old teakwood table even before i was born. He has an intricately carved beautiful golden mouth that opens wide. Yet he…… Read more “The Gramophone”
Paint and Poetry 