An epistle
p.s
Miss Deepti Sreeram
Hyderabad
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Blog
Dearest Nahid,
This is an episode. These are episodes.
An episode in a water tight compartment.
Nahid,
Sit by that dresser,
Comb your hair next to my bed,
Throw that wrapper on my floor.
No, I am not needy.
It is just that, Why don't you?
So, it rained yesterday.
I was writing,
Letter was so wet.
No, Not to you. Not that needy.
But, why don't you write to me?
Nahid,
Do...
If I Were A Tree

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Mrs Norma Martiri
Australia
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What would I do if I were a tree?
I’d regard life in the surrounds.
Mankind would live within nature’s law,
Respecting the natural compounds.
What would I do if I were a tree?
Regenerate earth’s atmospheres.
Mankind would inhale nature’s fresh breath,
Across the world’s vast hemispheres.
What would I be if I were a tree?
Majestic and free as I grew.
Mankind would...
Mushroom cloud of disgust
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Kavita Rao
Mumbai
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blog
Together they watch
while their sweat is charred
but not by toil,
while theirs hearts are crushed
but not by an angry lover,
while their clothes are smeared
but not by the spilt pigments
Together they’re
drowning
in a man-made reservoir of hate,
Secretly praying for a raft
that’ll carry them to safety
as they throw their fears overboard,
While constantly listening
to their...