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The Ant and the Spider by Himanshu Ranjan

[tabby title="Poem"] The black widow weaves silk webIrregular messy hexagons step by step,With red hourglass etched on her abdomenShe sleeps upside down, a warning acumen.She waits, senses the insects caught,Not with her eight eyes but movement distraught.On the Joshua tree,...

Dead Hairs Look Alive by Himanshu Ranjan

[tabby title="Poem"] a mini square TV keptupper leftthree rectangular mirrors, eye to eye. reflection within the reflection. combs and scissorslaser ultra bladerich creme hair colorgold spa facial kitaroma mix fruit scrub d s r e ei o d r d...

The Operation by Himanshu Ranjan

[tabby title="Poem"] When blood spills from the mouth,the heart feels scared. The doctor's radar readsthe history of the disease. The X-ray reports. The pocket feels the pressure,CT scan, Pulmonary function tests,Ultrasound, Pleural fluid analysis,Culture report and time goes on. 'Decortication...

I am I by Himanshu Ranjan

[tabby title="Poem"] my ancient heart had a citadel where streams convergedstreams of emotions, some salted, others fresh, mixedand performed a tango. my blooming eyes sparkle the radiance of my free spiritthat roamed alone in the universe, now it seeks the...

Lips Kissed With A Pair Of Tongs by Himanshu Ranjan

[tabby title="Poem"] this life is darklike bituminous coal.a dry spring flows insidewhere there used to flow the Saraswati.a fountainhead exists in the eyesand a glacier is frozen within.no one can melt itbecause there is no sunshine.that toy of wood, that...