Readers’ Contribution
Posted by Fried Guest in Creative Writing, Issue 02, Issues, Poetry, Vol. III on 15. Jan, 2012 | 0 Comments
We are bringing before you the write ups sent to us by our esteemed readers. Thank you for your valuable feedback . We welcome your thoughts and ideas and would like to share it with the world. Title :- COMPLETE your incompletes BYLINE- Consciously or unconsciously , we all have an underlying urge to [...]
Embryo
Posted by Pranami Tamuli in Issue 01, Issues, Poetry, Special Issue, Type 1, Vol. III on 01. Jan, 2012 | 0 Comments
Curled up little flesh blob You bob up and down In lush amniotic Mush. I touch my skin to try. And touch yours. To feel a flutter beneath my finger.An infinitesimal heart beat.To breathe knowing You breathe with me.
Eleven Years
Posted by Rini Barman in Issue 24, Issues, Poetry, Vol. II on 15. Dec, 2011 | 0 Comments
There you lie, full of rust Royal gentleman in this classroom photograph, Holding my greasy sepiolite hands, Ready to play kung-fu Remember the days we fought for chocolate cashew, If only I could hear the cacophony , Before you bade adieu; There amidst seas of blue, the flaming pink star, My best friend , [...]
Reveries by the Riverside
Posted by Samin Sultana in Issue 24, Issues, Poetry, Type 1, Vol. II on 15. Dec, 2011 | 0 Comments
Along the tranquil waters of the Dhansiri Patient fishermen huddle beneath Tattered umbrellas, abloom with flowers Toiling and sweltering for an ample catch. At a distance, a frisky lass in a mirror-work skirt Dry ragged clothes at the river-front. In the pastel blue sky above A jade green kite swerves and swoops Wandering aimlessly in [...]
Loneliness by Rupam Phukan
Posted by Fried Guest in Issue 22, Issues, Poetry, Type 1, Vol. II on 15. Nov, 2011 | 3 Comments
Loneliness wanted a friend…and I was the choice… I saw the autumn leaves falling down the road. And a west wind took them away beyond my hold; autumn was sitting lonely and crying… I was wandering why not death comes to me so easily..!! My fear of death was suppressed by my feelings of love; [...]
The Choice
Posted by Child Guest in Children's Section, Issue 20, Issues, Poetry, Sections, Vol. II on 15. Oct, 2011 | 1 Comment
-Debashish Basistha Never had I thought so, That I would be standing here, Before this crossroad Where every path Seems equally unknown; Leaves me feeling Like a layman among Einsteins- Can’t I make my own choice? Or have I got people for this too? My heart goes dead When I lean on it for help! [...]
Silent Dreams
Posted by Manjil P. Saikia in Issue 20, Issues, Poetry, Vol. II on 15. Oct, 2011 | 0 Comments
I wish I could have you near me, I wish I could caress your hair; I wish I could kiss your forehead; I wish I could love you near. In silence I dream my dreams; Unwithered, unrelented, in peace. This silent longing is all I have Please, please don’t take this away! I wonder how [...]
Love
Posted by Fried Guest in Fried Guest, Issue 20, Issues, Poetry, Sections, Vol. II on 15. Oct, 2011 | 0 Comments
-Khush Love, what is love? A myth? A myth that survives on human’s thinking. Because we are apart, far apart from reality. Reality. Which is a pain. The pain that shatters your heart into pieces. But at the end of the day, love is love. Nothing can take its place. Love is painful. But you [...]
Poetry Corner- with love , from our fans
Posted by Fried Guest in Issue 17, Poetry, Type 1, Vol. II on 01. Sep, 2011 | 0 Comments
The Flight of Dreams by Priyanka Gogoi As the shell crumbles, the roof disappears; I find myself struck by a vision, And left bewildered, in shock, perhaps choked; With eyes fixed at the unknown blue I see an eagle soaring heights, And think of my dreams that lay Dismal, drowsy, desperately schizophrenic, Behind the [...]
The Fake
Posted by Manjil P. Saikia in Issue 16, Issues, Poetry, Vol. II on 15. Aug, 2011 | 0 Comments
The Fake Fake is the reality which I received, It was nothing to what I perceived. Others less worthy equalled thee; But could I only remain mute; not me! Fake is the approbation received for equalling, Someday, somewhere there will be signalling. He who was destined for less, equalBut I gave up all this without [...]
Progress
Posted by Fried Guest in Issue 15, Issues, Poetry, Type 1, Vol. II on 01. Aug, 2011 | 0 Comments
The folk of my village Have progressed, They have made the houses, On the imported designs, Much more sophisticated Than the older ones, Made of mud and stones, With very low walls, Over which the neighbourers Could pass the saucers To share the meal. Now motors hum Through the streets Where voices of animals Goats [...]
Good Night…
Posted by Fried Guest in Issue 15, Issues, Poetry, Sections, Type 1, Vol. II on 01. Aug, 2011 | 0 Comments
A sweet,soft,charming dream, with a deep feeling brings a night- of you dear, like a whisper in ear… The slow clouds make my skin crawl and the eyelids fall. Stars fall like dust An asking wave Build shades of Hope. Its a dreamy night, Just fall in it: Its weaving Moonlight- Get captured in it. [...]
Fan Corner
Posted by Fried Guest in Issue 14, Issues, Poetry, Sections, Type 1, Vol. II on 15. Jul, 2011 | 0 Comments
Fried Eye: We have always maintained that we are what we are because of our fans. It is their love, their support and many a times their literary contributions that sustains us. From among our dear fans, we have brought before you a few beautiful articles and thoughts, which you will enjoy surely. We thoroughly [...]
The Pain
Posted by Maharnab Hazarika in Children's Section, Issue 12, Issues, Poetry, Sections, Type 1, Vol. II on 15. Jun, 2011 | 2 Comments
That’s all what I make, Looking back at my destiny, What reveals, how I made it; Leads myself into mutiny. What I cannot bear Everything written in my fate I know not how to depart- Thus I have come to tolerate.
Untitled
Posted by Purbarag P. Choudhury in Issue 12, Issues, Poetry, Sections, Type 1, Vol. II on 15. Jun, 2011 | 0 Comments
The beautiful garden now stands alone The one who nurtured is now gone The flowers still bloom and the sun still shine The rain falls like tears for the ones left behind
Under open skies tonight
Posted by Fried Guest in Creative Writing, Issue 11, Issues, Poetry, Sections, Type 1, Vol. II on 01. Jun, 2011 | 2 Comments
-Nabarun Dev Where do our fingers point tonight? They do not point towards the sky- No, not one . The stars , they burn
