Category: World Culture

The look of poetry

Do you see me finally Her eyes asked unassumingly In this crowd of happiness I must confess, I’m no village beauty They darted to the other girl Everyone admired earlier.. Including me. Perhaps it’s my baby That you now see I dressed her special…

Confessions of an alleged pessimist, accused of being disloyal

I would rather be a realist, with self-awareness and vision than a short-sighted optimist buoyed up by visions of grandeur that are, mostly, based on aggrandized caliber and misplaced confidence in skills one does not actually possess. Also, I beware of entities demanding “loyalty”,…

The magpie’s cult- a poem and art

The magpie’s cult When a playful magpie takes a bath Seeing that magic, makes wine of wrath It takes the wondrous joy of a child Adds carefree zest of a teen gone wild Shakes them together into a cult That of a free, inventive…

Kashmir

This are the words that came to me when the Indian government decided to do something for the benefit of Kashmiris by announcing they longer have a state, but now are under the central government with little or no say in their own governance(relegated…

What Is and can be

People you have never met, can be portrayed a dire threat
Fleeing the war cries, they hear a voice, that can be yours, but its not clear
Or maybe it IS a drone, you let,
your votes sell, to pay a debt
If you looked at past letters, their lives can be, as yours Is.