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— Arunansu Bandyopadhyay to chose between a daffodil and a daisy — the obsessed Narcissus or the ‘eye of a…
— Arunansu Bandyopadhyay to chose between a daffodil and a daisy — the obsessed Narcissus or the ‘eye of a…
I must have been in deep sleep For, when I opened my eyes I could not remember a thing
He saw her down the lane talking to someone, and instantly felt a pang of jealousy. Stepping into the sidewalk,…
I looked on as he was led away-shoved and pushed unceremoniously by the men in uniform. Six on one; some…
A Mirror Cinquain by Arunansu Bandyopadhyay fusing the two ice cubes shaped like two frigid hearts
And he hangs there alone, quiet on the tree, looking down at the world,unlike them he’s free. The world unfair,…
The blue sky, covered with white mist, In the early morning of a cold December day The icy cold wind,
He was happy at last because he thought that love had broken away the chilliness of the winter. Or had…
by Arunansu Bandyopadhyay Every room in Aunt Kelly’s home is a regular hexahedron You enter her dining space, and come…
Behind serpentine bars on tired windows, Sits n stares my childhood, Yesterday was an abyss; tomorrow is a myth,
Not made of honey and yet so fair Heat melts her away but heat doesn’t dare Big black eyes as…
Ria had her choices defined. She prayed for a husband who was in a creative job, played with money, did…
My love for you is not just a matter of time, It has more value than a banal dime… It…
If, you would have touched my face Just for once, I bet, you would have never let go of me.