We are nothing, an uncertain matt. Nor bullies, neither a cautious diplomat. We are the universe – plain and simple. Not order, neither are we disorder flat. ** ©Soumyadeep Mukherjee, 2017. Artwork by Neha Das Continue reading Unclassified
Featured Art Contributed by Neha Das About an undulating sun on other side of the motorboat silhouette. The story were to be about honest isolations caged in a wishful oblivion. My arms were to feed on meaningful things – no bills, no quarters, no buns for that matter. Nothing inherited, no heart and so no aches. An unconventional seafarer, Mama – I would have been too … Continue reading Unfound
He roused Her retreat doused. * He flew She grew, fresh and new. * He rained Their tango ingrained. * He rumbled A virgin stigma crumbled. * The dull nectar Knew no love thereafter. *** Featured Picture Source: alphacoders.com ©Soumyadeep Mukherjee, 2017. Continue reading Zephyr and Iris
A gentle kiss.. Continue reading Beijinho: A Sweet Modern-Day Rambling
In the poem “Chimes Fading” (Rhyme Scheme: Royal Spiral), the poet describes his inamorata- a delicate damsel. Continue reading Chimes Fading
Don’t let him fall scarce..
Him, who douses the heaviest fires and can burn himself too; he is assorted among everyone, mocking the gospels true.
Persistence of breathing him in and out powers my joyful alacrity. Overseeing my last rites, God promises me nihility.
Don’t let him fall scarce. Continue reading Bluish
Do you know how the first night was framed? How ‘evening’ took advantage of an ever-growing universe, to pull away two brothers in arms?.. Continue reading Until Dusk..