The call of the wood

K Radhakumar

A lonesome path
In the wood
A traveller by night

No good vision
Unlike a cat
All the …

I call it life

Debina Sanasam

When night falls in the heart
Darkness engulfing the soul
Breaking down to the core
A single star …

The Broken Stone

Herojit Philem
Stone,
Yes, I am a broken stone
Speaking to every passer-by
With a sweet melodic tone.

Beaten by …

Cry of a dying river…49

Rajendra Kshetri

I am no longer the river I was once
The river that flows in the valley of vociferous …

Figures in the Shadows

K Radhakumar

My friend!
You only live once.

In its shadows
I see figures.
The sounds and smells of the …

Let me shower moonlight

Parthajit Borah

Trampled in your courtyard
I sow moonlight which lighted your bosom in the darkish night.
Descending  your soul …

Cry of a dying river…48

Rajendra Kshetri

I am no longer the river I was once
My dear fellow countrymen! would you be so kind …

Wounded tree

Herojit Philem

I am a wounded tree.
Being chained with fencing iron wire
My whole body is scared.
Children try …

Morning- a Haiku

K Radhakumar

O my lovely nights!
Dream your own sweet little dreams
For nightmarish dawns

Not you, not you
The …

Cry of a dying river…47

Rajendra Kshetri

I am no longer the river I was once
The river that rejuvenates with clouds
The silver lining …

The flute player

Nehtinthang Haokip

At odd hours this time around
When none bother to look up to see;
The beautiful night sky …