The Street That...
/… vacant street one late evening
The shops were locked, the arcane breeze whiffed
Through, as though waiting for my advent. Silence,
Shadowed by the echoes…
By Orbindu Ganga
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Gridlock Symphony
/…low in the sky, casting a golden hue over the cityscape as commuters made their way home. Among them was Sarah, a young professional with a heart full of dreams and a mind…
By Mia Patel
Read MoreLost In Time, Echoes...
/… forgot to gargle her smile.
Looking through the window,
The canvas was so quiet; the wind
Has forgotten its path. The…
By Orbindu Ganga
Read MoreLeaving The Space...
/… the omnipotent
In pursuit of sensing bliss,
The diurnal clock withered
In the midst of the flow…
By Orbindu Ganga
Read MoreThe MotherHood
/I wrote this piece when...
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... exhausted New Mother
attached a photograph with a small smile
at 3 am while fighting to keep...
By Raeesabegam Usmani
Read MoreThe Sigh Of A…
/...for a stranger, she yearned.
For years, through missives she let
Her heart pen words with ...
By Orbindu Ganga
Read MoreThe Undefined Self
/... form you shall see:
Many inveigle the thought; your
Perspective shall wither into ...
By Orbindu Ganga
Read MoreEchoes Of Truth
/... in love with the night,
I love the darkness surrounding
Her, the poise tunes her silence,
Leaving many tacit words...
By Orbindu Ganga
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