Poetry
Poems published in Piker Press, a weekly journal of arts and literature — from lyric verse to experimental forms, haiku to epic.
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"the echo of a shout in the bedroom..."
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"...the words haunt me..."
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"...the inner nature of being dirty..."
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"...Mentoring is akin to an invocation...."
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"...They screamed as they stomped their feet..."
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"Seven and a half billion human beings on this Earth..."
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"...a sanctuary of saneness and freshness..."
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"...I fear what I will find..."
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"...a corpse can't recite a poem..."
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"...Poetry tries to take this curse..."
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"...I whisper in your ear to see you blush like these evening clouds..."
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"...Scribbled my opinion on a political debate..."
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"My outcast dreams float in the air..."
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"...One of the biggest, bubbliest and brightest...
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"...our first foray as a family to France..."
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"...You have always believed in a good love..."
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"I wonder if the dead laugh at us..."
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"...How difficult to find that dream street which I must discover..."
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"...How dare you give up on me, I said I will try..."
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"...untangling live wires in the storm..."
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"...I think night is the right time..."
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"...Never letting time sleep beneath my soul..."
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"...accusations and arrests for exposing the corrupt and greedy..."
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"...I awoke with the word DEATH rushing towards my eyes..."
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"...which kind of nervousness to invite..."
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"...And they approved my way..."
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"...Sleeping on a pile of newspapers on a footpath of Kolkata..."
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"...then the bang of the barn door..."
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"Behind the glamour..."
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"...that first time I got the better of my bully..."