Cardiograph

Each heart beat,
Is unique in its moment
A splash of colour
Some call it art
I call it life

Simran

After spending 15 years on this earth I have begun to understand the seasons…
Sometimes I’m like the seasons…constantly changing but usually predictable…
But most of the times I’m like the water… moving, flowing, discovering new paths… brimmed to the top with poetry, life and curiosity… learning the old philosophies of the lands I travel through and capturing them as art.

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Ouevre

Ink

Poetry by Simran

Speak, sing, write, act Till your voice can no more And your face can’t twitch a muscle And your hand cramps and becomes sore With blisters and splotches of ink...

Glass rose

Poetry by Simran

you used to use your thorns to protect the glass casing that you were in from breaking but soon your fragile shell was shattered and the shards of glass pierced...

Be a moon

Poetry by Simran

Be a moon Float in the midst of An endless galaxy Be wild so the wolves will look up at night And howl Be peaceful in your solitude So the...

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Anthology

अब और क्या माँगू ?

Poetry by Omendra Ratnu

मैं तुझसे पा गया इतना , अब और क्या माँगू ? कि दामन भर गया मेरा, अब और क्या माँगू ? हद-ए-नज़र तक है यहाँ आलम मुफ़लिसी का मैं इतनी रौनकों से...

Held

Poetry by Arwa Qutbuddin

Held By earth By the realness of existence And all its illusions By warm stars in a fragrant night By shadows of clouds and torn leaves Held By the roots...

Deliverance Through Surrender

Poetry by Gaurav Mathur

Deliverance through surrender Order re-restored My true self is now in form Whole, wholesome, pure Unchanged, or rather back to the original form Self before me, before time Unchained, or...