Category: Poetry

A hoary man and his empire

How old is he? who knows? seventy, eighty, or in between A tall man, once athletic, now wizened and frail, but managing his empire with

Flood of offers

How many messages of offers do I have in a day? i have not made a count yet but their types i can record with

What I am doing nowadays

In last three months or so a few achievements i made and two trophies i won– one for my old trousers one for my torn

Bouts of Depression

A long time ago,  elderly people asked me, ‘what ails you, my boy?’ I am looking for an apt-key to that query till today, but

The Bridge

The bridge is worn out, has turned into a mere skeleton trying again and again to cross it, to renew our old relation but each

The boy in a blue shirt

The boy in the blue shirt automatically appears with a cylinder once a month. ‘Thirty-rupee extra,’ the boy flatly asked while delivering the cylinder. ‘Why?

Don’t dream

“Hold fast to dreams For if dreams die Life is a broken-winged bird That cannot fly. Hold fast to dreams For when dreams go Life

When the Sun Goes Down

When the sun goes down, Birds return to the neem tree, And carouse for half an hour Before going to sleep Rickshaw pullers under the

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Subhash Chandra
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"A gifted writer"

A gifted versetile writer who writes excellent stories and poems on the invisibles, pariahs, margins, aged, weaklings of our society. A rising star on the literary firmament.
Santosh Bakaya
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Praise for my writing

“Your story Undersell left me with a lump in my throat, so did your poem, He also lights candles.”
Louis Kasatkin
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Praise for my poem "Elderly Men Two"

"A finely honed observational piece recording the minutiae of everyday life. Rendered with the author’s customary poetic aplomb suffused with a Borges like quality of the mythic."