Sunday Talks

Sunday Poem By Rohini Kumar Behera

INFATUATION It is so crazyFor me to love youAm never so goodAt being so lovedFeel like holding youEvery now and then...

Totem What has passed the test of timethe Mayan predictionsgrandpa’s glassine visions,grandma’s stale, betel-nut bre...

A Quiet Surrender to Life Stars blossom in the branches of a barren tree and jasmines bloom in the night sky.A thous...

অমূল্য অনুভূতিগুলো পাথরের গায়ে খোদাই করে রাখতে পারো। হয়তো হৃদয়ের যন্ত্রণা কমবে না শুধু ক্ষতগুলো অক্ষত হয়ে রয়ে...

LET US GIVE A SECOND THOUGHT!: An Opinion With the passage of time we grow up and try our best to understand the...

হাসপাতালে একটি নিভৃত মৃত্যু তুই চলে গেলি, কেউ কাঁদলো না 'মানবিক' ভান করে কেউ-কেউচেয়েছিল প্রাণহীন ওই মুখমণ্ডলে...

NOCTURNAL VISITOR Pray, I, you to be nocturnal visitor,To adore me like the moon's to the lake!Reflecting your grand...

FAMILY? I was in the kitchen prepping for lunch,I don’t mind cooking, really,But they imposed me with it so tightly,...

FREEDOM Freedom is a will to chooseWhat is right and what is true,A responsibility to shoulder tostrive for people's...

Life of a Souteneur The days you addressed me with your shrill falsetto and covered me in a red muslin,The nights yo...