Poems by Sayan Aich
Ants The ants on my wall Form a long procession from opposite sides, Meeting and…
Ants The ants on my wall Form a long procession from opposite sides, Meeting and…
Nabina Das talks about how the small poetry-publishing outfit – Copper Coin acquired the rights to…
She folded it carefully along the creases, the scribbled piece of paper, and stuffed it back…
How do I tell her who is a terrorist… Don’t the terrorists profit from those Gap…
Communism is pure evil, It offers no freedom. On the other hand – Capitalism, is all…
Have you visited the market of words? The words of the advertiser – full of lure,…