Poems By Nabina Das
from rivers and towns: fireflies and fish conversations those fireflies and rivers wanted to get…
from rivers and towns: fireflies and fish conversations those fireflies and rivers wanted to get…
In a quintessentially Marquezian way…life obliges people to give birth to themselves over and over again…Here,…
13 Insomniac Moons Night ceases to be a sedative, a journey through wilderness, weary traveller’s…
A River of Gold Where colours make sounds, Red for laughter, yellow for tears Red…
Trust… My capricious fancies Meander as they will Through the clouds Volubly flowing through To…
Drawing Room : Homely poems 1. Everyday father would return from office, sit down on the…
Fall and Autumn Here, the leaves turn yellow first. Not the bright yellow that blinds…
Stone This hunger is no ‘humour’. My bread is freedom. This ought to be a…
In the night of your cocoon There is a thread, Which ties me to you….
Hip-Bone Butterfly I want to wake you up in the morning and peel you off…