Tomorrow marks the beginning of NaPoWriMo 2020. I am participating in it which means I’ll be writing 30 poems in 30 days. The poems will
It’s that time of the year in India, when you find students pouring over their books, papers, laptops. I see them with their noses dipped
Don’t tell me you’ve never fallen Or ever felt broken? Haven’t we all, at some time? Some a wee bit; others’ a wee bit more.
I wrote this poem on a one of those ‘bad mamma’ days. I did not publish it then. Today, as I read it, I think
This is the second poem in the series of poems I have written for mental health awareness. To read the first, you can click on