Phoolan, a symbol :a gun nurtured by society,A destructive weapon, andI am The Sentinel of the new world. Phoolan, you are one among usThe gun in your hand teases meAsks me to pull the triggerPuts the bullet through them. Whom I should shoot with the gunFilled with hatred? Who is…
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Poetry
Yogesh Maitreya- The Bridge of Migration
Five Poems from the book– The Bridge of Migration: 1. Childhood Friends We all Grew Up Together Learnt One slang, Ate One soil, Stole The same fruit From The neighbourhood. Today They kneel down Before hunger And I, I write poems. Their desires are still simple, Mine become…
Poetry
Ramashankar Yadav ‘Vidrohi’- Mein Tumhara Kavi Hoon
Transcribed by Pradeep Pillai Poetry I am a farmer….. and…… I am seeding paddy in the heavens…… Few people are saying…. Idiot!! Can you seed paddy in the heavens? I reply…..Idiots!! If you can seed God on earth…. I can seed paddy in heavens…… Now, only one will…
Poetry
A Poem by a Woman
I poop. I have hair everywhere.
Above my lips and below them.
I have hair in places you always thought had none.
I have hair in places you want to visit, check out.