TWI Poetry: Autumn

Taseer Gujral I held an old picture in handThe absence of colour stirring a seasonOf fullness in a voidI saw fire throwing up tired shadows on wallsI saw red leaves returning to their branchesAnd a strange fear possessed meThe fear of coming to the path  I had started fromI always had a problemWith tracing the…

TWI Poetry: Destined to Go

Chaitali Sengupta The evening drops. A blue darkness,on the embittered trees,lamenting on their barrenness.The bark of my body, stiff and limp, nowhas grown vulnerable feet.   Youth is gnarled in my ancient limbs,missing, almost like a language lost.The spark of the yore,sleep in the marrow, shadowed by time. The heart beats, morphed nowby each pore of loneliness.It is…

TWI Poetry: Rebirth

Santosh Bakaya A lone dog looks around with a nonchalant air,seeing nothing but red.In another corner a man burns chinar leaves, making coal,now and then stoking the fire, watching a frolicsome foal.    With firewood on her head,steel in her heart, an unending winter in her soul,the young but stooped woman, looks around in a daze,hunting…

TWI Poetry: Sunflowers

Bharti Bansal The ceramic violet coloured pot  Gives home to two sunflowers  The sunflowers which choose to bloom every single day Even after I forget to water them Their petals, a shade of Van Gogh’s optimism  Their sepals, emerald green  And the brown mud  Still scream louder than I can hear  That good things don’t…

TWI Poetry: To You, Amber Wisdom

Soumi Duttgupta Laden Autumn,your latent sapienceresonates. My auburn years,florid in sundry experience,are yearning for adeciduous spree. Can you whisper to methe word that shall set me free?

TWI Poetry: 2 Poems

Josie Rozell Balance Centrefold exists onlyin vinyasa yogaand origami classes give it upto the genial violenceof the rope swingthat carries you to the netherworld enjoy the windthe wildness made stark by the sunwhich stretcheswebbed fingers towards your lungs. The body, as a wholeis not symmetric. You,more than a bodybut thusly housedare likewise. If We Must…

TWI Poetry: Two Poems

Shamayita Sen Binary Thoughts I wake rubbing the night off my eyes. Binary thoughts criss-cross in time. We exchange pleasantries in a mindless daze. A world exists in my eardrums. I have partial memories to gorge upon: my grandfather has invited us to tea, I tug at your shirt, run my fingers on the pock mark on your forehead—I feel the intimacy, your…

TWI Poetry: The Autumn Twilight

Monobina Nath The curls on the sky  Split into lotus and  Pistachio tint Blooms on My palette  That has no paint- To dip,  To revive My ageing leaves, Driving in dreams To and fro- An imaginary swing. I’m holding my paintbrush- Firmly, intimately  To fill, to erase- My thirsty canvas To get moist  By the…

TWI Poetry: Bathing an Old Woman

Basudhara Roy Coming to an old woman’s bodyis like coming to the end of the earth.A rainforest weary of plundershrinks here to autumnal renunciation. In her, an ancient monumentstanding erect to generations of awe seeks anonymity, dissolution.The face rises and sets with the sun.  The bones’ currency spent, they lookfor reasons to succumb to gravity.Decalcified, they…

2 poems / Yamini Pathak

Kolkata Rain Skies boil over, lashof wind against the willof slim trees that curve, Apsarasin arabesque, sent from Indra’sheavens to tempt us from our duties Slanting sheets mud scentspaints pant-bottoms and hemsof sarees draggle wet and heavy Rickshaw-pullers slip and strain lean muscleagainst ribcage in streets with no drainage Come, lay down your armsbefore the…