Understanding the Art of Poetry

“I ask them to take a poem and hold it up to the light like a color slide or press an ear against its hive. I say drop a mouse into a poem and watch him probe his way out, or walk inside the poem’s room and feel the walls for a light switch. I…

Our Greatest Leap

“It’s one small step for man, one giant leap for mankind” – Neil Armstrong, July 20, 1969, from the Moon. Earth, birthplace and home of mankind. This phrase is a mere burlesque version of our present state of being. Of the over 4.5 billion years of the existence of our planet, we have inhabited it for…

800 SQ.FT lonely

This time when I stepped on the landing of my home floor I did not ring the bell. The thud of the latch and the click of the lock, directed me to the chimera of living room. For all it was neat and too perfect to bear. It smelled unsullied. Threw my bag on the…

A Momentary Lapse of Sanity

When you don’t get a ticket for Coldplay but you still go outside the arena, stand on the road divider of Bandra-Kurla Complex road just to hear Coldplay play live and think that’s best you could get and make up your mind with it but suddenly out of nowhere the gate crew member of the…

Perpetual Crux

< p style=”text-align:center;”>It’s not something about me, it’s something within me, It isn’t something that lives within me, it’s something that lives of me. It’s not a part of me, I’m a part of it. How can something so unnatural and complex be described For even if our power of imagination lies far wide infinity,…

A Year in Dream

Dream!? Maybe something you can’t stop thinking of, something which doesn’t let you sleep and probably something you think, you’ll be satisfied after fulfilling it.I can still feel the same “Adrenaline rush” which I felt a year ago, when I was about to fulfill one of my dreams, living in “The City Of Dreams –…

Once Upon a Time

Once upon a time is how it all starts, From past to present the train departs. Comical, emotional, drama, feels, All kinds of stations she deals. As she sets her wheels on motion, Enclosed with deep jungles of words, Riding through tunnels of emotion, Midst skies with metaphorical birds. As she stretches new roads, Through…

Wisenesday 5.1

            It was a forsaken world. Yet we found the cape of good hope. It is a forsaken soul. Yet we chose to use the rope. –Y