Nor a bully, neither a cautious diplomat. We are the universe. Not order, neither are we disorder flat. ** ©Soumyadeep Mukherjee, 2017. Artwork by Neha Das Continue reading Unclassified
If you were a star that jumped into the sea earlier… Continue reading The Unfound
A love story? Continue reading Zephyr and Iris
Wish me luck for a new journey. Continue reading Workpad Shorts #1
“Don’t work too late, what would the neighborhood think of you?”
“You do not have any job in hand, you mustn’t be good. SHAME ON YOU!” Continue reading A Wrinkly Dawn Says “Shame Shame”
A gentle kiss.. Continue reading Beijinho: A Sweet Modern-Day Rambling
Here I am, trapped in this wonderful world; with “Satanic Blooms”. Continue reading die Vorfreude: A Modern-Day Ranting
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
Let’s talk about serious abomination. Continue reading Err.. Anyone?