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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...

The Many Deaths I Died by Anand Haridas

[tabby title="Poem"] This is not me.LyingStretched outOn that wooden bedDesigned like a human body. This is not me. Warm oilSlithers on me.Its forked tongue pokes my memories.A pair of handsHunts for still raw woundsIn my flesh.This is not me.On 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...

I AM LOOKING FOR A DEEP BREATH OF LOVE by Himanshu Ranjan

[tabby title="Poem"] Mother India! O My Mother India!Wake me up! Save me from this darkness.I’ve fallen but I feel that you can deliver me -My dreams! My destiny! My freedom!My happiness! My goal in life! My death! Mother India! O...