Poetry

A rap on the door, then two She peeps out then creeps back in. Panic strikes as the strangers ask her to let them in, She locks the door and blocks possible entrances. Crouched in a corner, Unsure of escape. She clings to hope, Says a silent prayer. Footsteps. She …

Cut in the eyebrow, scar unlined the body. He ran through in his mind, the focus embellishing with every pint. His eyes were sharp as a diamond, Hands could be mistaken for a miner’s, Bowling in the dale of menace, The only terror to him was fright itself. There was …

It’s flow starts from the down, feeding on every last tissue it can pin, this is gettig hard, I can barely borne its fire. Feeling lost, brooding aloud, take it away, take it away, I am afraid to feel the pull it draws. It’s seeding inside me, growing too speedily. …

Because there is a world hidden inside us all, that only shows up in the hours of dark. What is that dark for you mate? Is it beautiful or foul as a hate? Either ways, lets play along with its game. Can you feel it passing through the shore of …

There is beauty in his eyes, the world fails to see the lies, that a man is hurt too,  just chooses to hide it in the valley of smiles.   We spoke for hours, sometimes silent whispers, always surprised by the easy going sinuous.   A fondness woven for so …

Divya Prakash Dubey is the author of ‘Terms and Conditions apply’, ‘Masala Chai’, and a former content contributor to an extremely popular radio show ‘Yaadon ka idiot box’. He has dedicated his work in touching the lives of common man, by portraying their stories, in a common regional language. There …

Youthopia in conversation with India’s second Mills and Boon author, Aastha Atray on her latest book for Kindle ‘Crave’ Tell us something about your new book. What was the inspiration behind it, and what made you pick this idea, of supernatural romance? The thought was to write something different for …

Leaving everything behind, and going away Is my final decision And I have reached this conclusion With a lot of thought and precision   Now that nothing would be with you This is the termination of ignominy and sadness And it will put an end To this unbearable pain and …

Mom ! I never wanted to wear a tie, But now i need one in order to not die. You could not hear my single sigh, But look,they’re shooting me right in the eye! You said you ll be big if you go to school, But why are these big …

A much crowded street colored with shouts and whispers, noises and honks was abruptly vacant that evening. the silence whispered, a drapery of calmness it was. awe-fully familiar streets, devoid of traffic lights and the smell of books, it was sad maybe. but it weaved a magic of it’s own with …