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Daily Verse

Week 3 May 2023

The Dream
By Vineeta Gupta,  26th May 2023

Lying by my side, I see you heaving
unobtrusively, your soft cheeks
embedded in my arm, Under
my gentle touch you
open up like the iphone — hard, brittle
inseparable — my exploring fingers
move frantically to unearth more
and more the hidden treasure
like a voracious pig, you submit
to my demands telling all
but still
a mystery.

I see myself reflected in you. 

My body is a leap year
By Jypthsnaphanija,  25th May 2023

I read a neon
One vertical flash of light’s
Radiating pulse
“do you feel anything”? They ask to check Real speaking of people
Just another symphony
“today you will go home”. Is what I hear. Midazolam in injection
Slowly flows. I wish to run home
With all the pins and tubes on.
They ask me about what happened to me.
I tell them everything in picture form
Starting with Eddington’s eclipse photos
Every other picture I see in cell.
What is that extra thing lying with you?
You architect of copper on a noisy crush of blackberry flowers.

Wednesday Senryu
By Daipayan Nair,  24th May 2023

foamy tub 

the tea glasses 

stay together

fresh harvest spread —

the quid in her vestibule

refuses to bargain

Image by Karl-Heinz Müller

The Chattering Chipmunks
By Santosh Bakaya 23rd May 2023

Poet of the Week

Santosh Bakaya

Week 3, May 2023

The night tittered, hand on mouth.
The chipmunks chattered away.
Then came the monkeys screeching
off key.
All my chaotic thoughts went ominously quiet.
Jailbirds in death row.
The night watched my shenanigans.
Tittering with a dark hand on its mouth.
The fan whirred.
The lizard eyed me with interest.
The night was allowing me no rest.
Was a blizzard in the offing?
Or was it the night wizard up to its old tricks?
Clink- Clink- Clink
Someone was clinking glasses.
My mind and heart flew to that boisterous brook, now forlorn,
when the sky suddenly became overcast.
My whole body shook under that memory avalanche.
Those precious moments gone!
The waves beat relentlessly at our feet,
greeting us with robust roars.
Mo …
A frog hopped around.
Hop -Hop –Hop.
Frantically hunting for its lost croaks.
“Life is a hoax” bellowed the wind.
Chop- chop – chop it went.
Chop- Chop
Always a blabbermouth.
I shook myself free of the memory shards.
As the night continued sharply shuffling cards.
The canny card – sharp !

It tittered, hand on mouth.
And then headed south,
jaywalking in invisible jocund company.
A gnarled, dark hand, on one wobbly knee.

Biographies of Poets

Vineeta Gupta is an Associate Professor of English at Government P.G. College, Sector-1, Panchkula, Haryana. She is fond of reading, cooking and writing Poetry both in Hindi and English. 

Jyothsna’s poems have previously appeared in The Hopper, Quail Bell, Shotglass and others. Her first poetry collection Ceramic Evening was published in 2016. Currently she is teaching English Literature at ARSD College (University of Delhi), India. She blogs at

Hailing from the city of Silchar, Assam, India, Daipayan Nair is a haiku poet. He writes micropoetry, mostly haiku and tanka poems. His works have been featured in various international platforms and weekly columns like Haiku Dialogue of The Haiku Foundation, Haiku in Action of Nick Virgilio Haiku Association and FreshOutMag. He has also published in Haikuniverse, Cold Moon Journal, Journal, Triya Mag journal, Failed haiku – a journal of English Senryu, and the prestigious monthly of haikuKATHA from Triveni Haikai India.

Santosh Bakaya is a Ph.D., a poet, essayist, novelist, biographer, Tedx speaker and has authored as many as twenty-three books across different genres. She is the Winner of Reuel International Award for poetry [2014] and Setu Award for her stellar contribution to world literature [2018]. She has been acclaimed for her poetic biography of Mahatma Gandhi, Ballad of Bapu.  Her biography on Martin Luther King Jr. Only in Darkness can you see the Stars has also been critically acclaimed.  Her latest book is Runcible Spoons and Pea-green Boats. She pens a weekly column called Morning Meanderings in Learning and Creativity. Com.

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