Morning Sunshine
Morning Sunshine

Morning sunshine hugs my bones

Light that trickles in slowly
And then drenches

Alive, and hot
But a love that melts in my mouth

Tickles the tops of blades of grass
Plays between my hair, sunshine

I wish I could pour you into a jar and keep you close

Burst through my blood
Caress my skin

Reaches out to hold me, sunshine
I am safe in your arms.

Sanaya

Sanaya is a lawyer in Bombay. She currently spends most of her time reading and drafting documents. If she’s not doing that, she’s playing music, writing, or planning what to eat, next.

Ouevre

How to Leave a Note

Poetry by Sanaya

What matters is how you leave a note A musical note, pressed down by your fingers, hammer to string to sound, will echo what’s in your head while you play...
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You are an Era

Poetry by Sanaya

You are an era And I am a tourist, reading A history book about you. I went through the several phases — Old school rock, 60’s jazz and retro The...
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Four Hands

Poetry by Sanaya

Four hands divided by two Sprawl across bass and treble and the space between. Four hands means Twenty fingers moving in tandem and all for One song. Play passing the...
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Anthology

Slowly we drift into shadows

Poetry by Pariksith Singh

Slowly we drift into shadows As twilight grows dun Selves of gray Disappear in the dark Our bodies buried Under their own Subliminal weight Slide into the murk In the...
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Declension in April

Poetry by Frank Golden

Lacking an ordained task, I sit in the blue chair facing south, rain on the circular field past Ballyhaine, rifts of blue opened by the wind, a taper of baling...
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One into the Other

Poetry by Arwa Qutbuddin

The cup of tea I make for you Has something in it of the rustling leaves I saw yesterday while lying under the trees Their gentle movement stirs itself through...
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