You are an Era
You are an Era

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 wars that made you.
Worn out, ripped jeans
Peace signs.
The extinction of polar bears,
The invention of sliced bread
I cut my finger on the edge of your last decade
I long to stay behind.

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.

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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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The Economy of Movement

Prose by Sanaya

I learnt about the economy of movement in a yoga class at school. It was written in our textbook. It told us that each physical action of ours must be...
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Mindful

Prose by Sanaya

I’m trying to be mindful. Imagine a body filled with wide, brown eyes, searching for secrets. Imagine a hand yearning to feel a drop of sunlight on its palm. Now...
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Anthology

आकाश नीचे उतर आया

Poetry by Omendra Ratnu

आज एक आकाश नीचे उतर आया करने आच्छादित मुझे, मेरे उपरान्त भी ,   अस्तित्व हुआ तरल झीनी चादर सा, चित्त हुआ सरल , जो था कातर सा,   तन...
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This Time

Poetry by Frank Golden

My father would come this time of year the hawthorn needled into flower the sycamore and elder in full leaf to relish a call that ravelled him back in time....
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On The Edge

Poetry by Arwa Qutbuddin

Holy intoxication makes my spirit drunk I sip from the lake that holds a sacred moonbeam inside its black waters This beauty leaves me in rapture of the starless night...
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