BEAUTY FROM ASHES ~BY SARARANI GHUMARE
He’s not done yet, He’s writing beauty into your breath,
Poems
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REUNION OF SCHOOL CLASSMATES ~BY SARARANI GHUMARE
Thirty years gone, memories stay
Faces familiar, yet changed with time’s sway
EK DIN ~MULTAZAM QURESHI
Sabr rakh ek din bahaar ayegi
Sath hon jab mera saqi wo shab hazaar ayegi
SHE FELL FIRST, BUT HE NEVER FELL ~BY HARSHIKA SINGH
She sat on the bench, just second from first,
A girl full of dreams, with a curious thirst.
THE PERVERSIONS OF QUIET GIRLS ~BY ANGELINA ROLSTON
I’m an orange,
But if I can’t juice — will you throw me out?
BLACKBIRD ~BY ANGELINA ROLSTON
Fly, fly,
Blackbird.
I don’t know what you’ve seen nor heard,
But I know it hurt.
LADYBUG ~BY ANEGLINA ROLSTON
Just another day waking up alone—
No one blowing up my brand new phone
DRIED PAINT ~BY ANGELINA ROLSTON
He clings to his rusty wheelchair,
As he clings to his dirty brushes.
“I” ~BY ANGELINA ROLSTON
A rose will bloom,
A child is born,
While they leave their mother’s womb.
I WAS THE LAST WORD ~BY ANGELINA ROLSTON
As you inhaled your final breath,
no longer clinging to health,
you spoke a vivid memory of me