poem

POETRY / A childhood memory

Dust patterns have gathered around my landline phone, huddling around the maroon. my fingerprints take some dust off of it, and they rejoice.

POETRY / How to exist

When there’s a lull in the air, I get the feeling that I’ve scraped the bottom of my fleshy insides.

POETRY / Anonto prem

I wove necklaces of lyrics/ Which you'd wear beautifully

POETRY / Shedin dujone dulachinu bone

You know how that day the wind brought out/ The crazy thoughts I had in me all the while.

POETRY / Je chilo amar shopnocharini

You called me close in the moments of grace/ Veiling my delicate senses

POETRY / A building, a tree, and a kid

Buckets of water I pour on my head; my vision gets blurry./ "The blurrier, the merrier", my mother said.

POETRY / Saree

The yard in this noontime is buzzing with/ The white aroma of the guava flower

POETRY / Heartache

I’m going through a heartbreak

POETRY / Cyan is my name when I talk about you

I'm tired of living with this nagging thought that we'll cross paths someday, /You and I

May 18, 2024
May 18, 2024

How to exist

When there’s a lull in the air, I get the feeling that I’ve scraped the bottom of my fleshy insides.

May 18, 2024
May 18, 2024

A childhood memory

Dust patterns have gathered around my landline phone, huddling around the maroon. my fingerprints take some dust off of it, and they rejoice.

May 11, 2024
May 11, 2024

Anonto prem

I wove necklaces of lyrics/ Which you'd wear beautifully

May 11, 2024
May 11, 2024

Je chilo amar shopnocharini

You called me close in the moments of grace/ Veiling my delicate senses

May 11, 2024
May 11, 2024

Shedin dujone dulachinu bone

You know how that day the wind brought out/ The crazy thoughts I had in me all the while.

May 10, 2024
May 10, 2024

A building, a tree, and a kid

Buckets of water I pour on my head; my vision gets blurry./ "The blurrier, the merrier", my mother said.

April 27, 2024
April 27, 2024

Saree

The yard in this noontime is buzzing with/ The white aroma of the guava flower

April 27, 2024
April 27, 2024

Heartache

I’m going through a heartbreak

April 20, 2024
April 20, 2024

Cyan is my name when I talk about you

I'm tired of living with this nagging thought that we'll cross paths someday, /You and I

April 20, 2024
April 20, 2024

Seventeen

Seventeen Springs cloaked in December, Have flown by.

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