The fear to live, the fear to leave

Author: Romita Ghatak

5’0″ x 6’8″

5’0″ x 6’8″

Dearest, this is a poem in breaks like our kisses on the edge- we both are at home, homeless- we both are in love, loveless. Our hearts are as dark as the creases of the bedsheet at 3:30 a.m. and we wonder why we shone […]

The Bouquet

The Bouquet

10:13 p.m. Dearest, The roses reached you thirty-seven minutes earlier than they should have, and we both were caught off-guard. Until you asked me the question, I saved my sanity from wandering, wondering why I sent them to you. On some days, life happened to […]

Ode to our death

Ode to our death

Dear Lover, It’s been forty days today since I last saw you. It hasn’t been 40 seconds since then when I haven’t thought of you. I now understand the term ‘enveloping’. I stopped holding on to your shirt, I now hold on to my heartache, lest […]

Death, in waves.

Death, in waves.

death comes to me, in waves- in the clotting of blood on my fingertips, my lips tasting the same on my wrists- in the crumbling of the letters addressed to you, dying lusty deaths in my closed fists- in the eyelashes of a lover that […]

Across the warfield

Across the warfield

Across the warfield, there is a garden- where paper-flowers breathe life, and grow into hearts. Across the warfield, words inked on letters come to life when lit on fire- the ashes mix with blood to form scriptures. Across the warfield, there’s a mountain; where nothing […]

“I am your Republic.”

“I am your Republic.”

“Do not stand at my grave and weep, I am not there, I did not die.” I am the leftover tea in the kettle, in the kitchen of the house, that you set on fire, because I prayed in green. I am the broken ribs […]

I promise.

I promise.

‘I promise.’ It was dark and silent. I could barely hear maa’s sniffles, over my heart knocking on the walls of the cage that was built of rotten flesh and stitched skin- I could barely see baba’s eyes, turning red and teary, as he looked away from […]

f r e e d o m ft. love

f r e e d o m ft. love

last night in my dreams, I screamed aloud, ‘freedom, freedom, freedom!’ my lover lying naked next to me, his hands wrapped around my neck like a noose about to tighten on my life, and choke me to oblivion- woke up, startled! he was drowning in […]

My Appearance Parade ft. m i r r o r

My Appearance Parade ft. m i r r o r

The appearance parade   I am a woman, and tellings told, when I was months old- how my skin should drape itself around the curves and motions of the hollow skeleton, smeared with blood, and uneven smothering of flesh, here and there, and here again. […]

Mahabharata : An Epic In Illustrations

Mahabharata : An Epic In Illustrations

I have grown up in a small town, in a house that was rented, in stories that have been imbibed by me, aurally and not written. I grew immensely fond of reading books, in the later years of my childhood. My mother was my favourite […]