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Wednesday, December 30, 2020

My Year in Books - the Read and Unread

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This was not a good year in books, quantitatively speaking. With all the misfortunes that the year brought, a (very) minor one for me was th...
Sunday, December 13, 2020

In anticipation of 2021

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As the year from hell winds up, my thoughts move to what the next one brings. With anticipation. Well, yes. The world will not magically hea...
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Saturday, December 12, 2020

Get back to writing again

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 It’s 6 o clock on a Saturday. The regular crowd shuffles in.  Existential Aunty ascends her throne and looks around. She notices a new one,...
Tuesday, June 16, 2020

A passing away

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why does a stranger's passing away affect me so I do not know that he did it to himself?   i imagine the despair   as...

Humanity the great misnomer

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my spirit looks like my poems broken, unfinished should i really be speaking when i feel so diminished the world outside is ablaze my...
Monday, June 01, 2020

Chasing laughter

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laughter has ebbed away one guffaw, giggle, gurgle at a time I am left today with anaemic smiles and a chuckle here and there No no it...

Brain in a jar

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i want to exist as a brain in a jar no corporeal jhamelas easier by far maybe powered to a robot during day time so i can go places o...
Friday, May 29, 2020

My hand

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i see him cradle his head inside the palm of my hand it seems to bring comfort this cushioning, maternal protection i see him and my h...
Wednesday, May 27, 2020

I stopped making chai

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i stopped making chai it bored me to bits I wasn't even good somewhat unfit i didn't even drink it 'twas only for him o...

The Monkey loves to jump!

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there was a tree with a monkey the monkey was as naughty as naughty can be chorus: dadum dadum dadum the monkey loves to jump he j...
Sunday, May 24, 2020

I feel like I have shrunk

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I feel like I have shrunk Into a list of tasks Perhaps in hibernation If anyone asks On retreat from the world My voice is squeezed shut...
Saturday, February 22, 2020

प्यार तोह अब भी है

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सब बोल गए, पर यह नहीं बोला कि प्यार इश्क मोहब्बत की दुश्मनी ज़माने से नहीं वक़्त और ठिकाने से नहीं बल्कि उन छोटी चीज़ों से है जो इन मह...
Saturday, November 23, 2019

The thing about hard things

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resting for a sec mid-climb i wonder how 'twould be to dance with the wind to run with the herd swim with the tide follow the laugh...
Sunday, July 28, 2019

Turning 37

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I am utterly shocked Blindsided, one might say At the nasty little business That has been underway Only today I discovered Things so ou...
Sunday, May 19, 2019

Elastic Love

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We plumb such depths To dark dark places With poison on our lips And contorted faces Sometimes it seems The fault lines won't...
Friday, December 28, 2018

Stories

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I want to write send words to unknown places with rebellion on their lips dare-devilry on their faces Tell stories seldom told but as...
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Tuesday, September 04, 2018

Little Wild One

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as you leap n crawl in a bid to get ahead these wings on your body leave us in utter dread you have ZERO fear no absolutely none no ...
Tuesday, July 24, 2018

bloody grooves

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he walked into the room his eyes fell upon her how does she always do this he thought with some wonder how DOES she whip up such an u...
Sunday, July 15, 2018

My feminism

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My feminism is not a stop It is a work in progress It's a song half complete Whose lyrics compound like interest does And if you l...
Saturday, July 14, 2018

My treasure

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I have some treasure As I walk around with it I look around in guilt Because only I have it But it spreads riches At whoever looks it...
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