Category Archives: Paeans for the Pain

La vie en Violet: septième partie

Resignation is a curious thing to surrender to. What it does is that it saps you of the will to live. I think I am depressed because I wake up in the morning one day and groan that the world … Continue reading

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La vie en Violet: sixième partie

What they don’t tell about workaholics is that the pleasure and purpose of working changes to rage and resentment. Insidiously. So much so that I can’t remember when it began. Just that slight annoyance at someone else’s badly done work … Continue reading

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Unknot by Devi P

The queen’s gown hangs in the closet A smudge of purple Among the mothballs The red shoes are kicked under the bed Her tiara, its garnets missing, Lies somewhere in the dirty laundry. Even divested of her armor And in … Continue reading

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My ode to you, Bhumi by Deepti Tarakanath

You know what? There is something about you that’s larger than life Please this ain’t a rude joke It’s your ampleness from every which way It could be your laughter, your gesticulations, your embellishments, tattoo , nose poke… And yet … Continue reading

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Designations or The Bee Poem! by Amulya Shruthi

In the season of Prime Minister speculations, Our Bee can run for these designations: Writer. Poet. Philosopher. Dealer of shady dealings. High-intensity leer-evaporator. Smasher of nonsense ceilings. Jane Austen Quote Generator. Multiple bell-jar defeatist. The Antoinette of Drama Queenery. The … Continue reading

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Bold, Brave Beauty

I so want to write about all the angst in my life. Like the fact that although I am a woman who drinks and smokes and appreciates cleavage on self and other women; it just makes me look like a … Continue reading

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