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In The Urn of Forgotten Days by Himanshu Ranjan

[tabby title="Poem"] I rub my palm on the cold wall,and it feels my sorrow drains outthe temperature difference. A wave of sounds encircles me,yet I find a silence engulfsmy existence like an oceanpainting far from the shores. My mind has...

Midnight Equilibrium by Himanshu Ranjan

[tabby title="Poem"] My spirit honks at odd hours of the night.I wake up and see the running time.It doesn’t give way. Just like the Prussian bluecolor of the chemicals, I taught the other day -unusually bright. It envelops the letters...

A Loving Touch Feeds You by Himanshu Ranjan

[tabby title="Poem"] With each breath, I remember,the rings on the tree of my lifehidden to the outside world. Some are dark, others greyand at some places, it hurts.They form my identity. I am growing day by day,though it seems otherwise.The...

In The Random Lake of Consciousness by Himanshu Ranjan

[tabby title="Poem"] I am the fire breathing thoughtthat spurts like an absurd ripplein the random lake of consciousness. Where nerves meet and blinkin the compartment of a selfish trainskipping their meal of twenty hugs. Silent withdrawal of timeless eyesinto the...

MY EYES ARE MOIST by Himanshu Ranjan

[tabby title="Poem"] the painful burnsinnumerable like the starson a closer look.most I ignore with a burn.am I sufficient? Tell me?because I helplessly burn too(the heartbeats are a little eerie)can I stop this?it has the inertia of a moving mountainit sucks...