Category: Poetry

(1) All of a sudden her mother started to Smell like an onion She rolled her chapattis Like a de-constructivist scholar   Next day her father came to smell Like a tomato He churned the pickles Like a Marxist-reader   “Did you get what I was talking about?” “No?” It doesn’t matter This is exactly Read More

in the beginning there was nothing. darkness. emptiness. out of this void came everything. that ever existed. out of it will come everything that will ever exist. maybe this hole growing inside me will become the beginning of something. -Zara  -Illustration by Ashraya Maria  Read More

Last night, a flying-ant perched on my Laptop, probably buzzing back at the Coke Studio playing speakers, beyond the frequencies of my ears.   I once put my Maestro debit card on it. She flapped her wings, he tried to crawl out of the weight of the pauper’s card and then I moved the card Read More

I wonder what a Bedouin sees in the sky. Is it hope, despair, or something else? Does the sun look bigger to an ant? Smaller to an elephant? Is the sky filled with colors yet unknown? With sounds yet unheard? Does it rain out of sorrow, or out of joy? Midnight. A man of twilight Read More

“You! What are you!” “Heavens! What have I created!” Shouted He In the laboratory of His paradise O Frankenstein! O Frankenstein! Now I know how thee felt. But I am He who made them And I take wisdom from thy legend. I am thy Father, dear creature. Rise and stand, my child Let me gaze Read More

Bright lights hit the shore Colouring the waters blue The treasure begun to show Fish emerged golden glued Corals lost their coarseness The sand was no more grain Sea shells shimmered purple The undertow lost its way Lost, lost, lost was the way Tumbling, mumbling, fumbling The kelps had nothing to say Just humming, to Read More