Selections from Radha’s Geet
Selections from Radha’s Geet

Pariksith Singh

Pariksith Singh is, first of all, a poet and a philosopher, though not of any academic mould. He has evolved, and is still evolving, his own philosophy of life and work which he has been articulating in terms of his very personalized poetry and equally personalized medical practice.

Whether healing a patient, running a business or writing a poem, Pariksith Singh is always looking for that “perfect expression of the spirit in matter” – and this is P. Singh’s unique and consistent signature in all his works.

P. Singh’s literature is the articulation of this “inner quest” for the spirit’s perfection in matter, and therefore an expression of the eternal struggle of form (matter) to attain the supreme fluidity of content (spirit) and content to attain the perfect expression in form.

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Casually

Poetry by Pariksith Singh

Casually Without importance Into this world arrive Without splitting Or choosing As if the breeze should steal Into the garden without a flutter Of leaves Arrive unannounced and leave Just...
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Neither-Nor

Prose by Pariksith Singh

Recently, I was invited to Pondicherry Literary Festival, held August 17-19 last month. This came as a surprise request from a well-known critic and poet, Makarand Paranjape. We had renewed...
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Dreaming Einstein

Prose by Pariksith Singh

Last night, Einstein came to me in a dream. He was very happy. “I have finally discovered the Unified Field Theory,” he said. “Show me, “I said, ever the skeptic....
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Anthology

Morning Sunshine

Poetry by Sanaya

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...
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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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ST Colmans Well – Oughtmama

Poetry by Frank Golden

Is there a code of seeing what is or is not present? This tree by Colman’s well melted into its heartspace. This coil of life in its own soil, making...
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