Author: Vishwanath Bite

An orphaned mom Dr. Richa Srishti  Assistant Professor, Department of English GLA University, Mathura, UP   when you were just a spec I realized it but not felt then I saw you on screen  my whole body vibrated you kicked first time  I was thrilled you kicked again I waited for every kick you grew…

Unanswered questions Reza Babagolzadeh.    If freedom had a mouth what would it say? If Iblis had no choice, would he have gone astray? Would Persia illuminate if Athens wasn't lit? Would Alexander expand, if not closely knit? Should have Priam rejected, on behalf of Troy? Should have Achilles not attended, maybe possess a little…

Gone Rebecca Lyle As I would first wake, still cloudy from sleep- I felt normal till realization set in, feeling the bile and alcohol I drank to try to ease the pain, from a mind that was crazed and half insane.   There was not enough alcohol to fill the seven seas that would take…

Bullet   Qaisar Bashir Teacher   I do not see who I pierce I’m blind In my eyes have no tears All– fathers, mothers, sons, daughters, Drivers, militants, cops and forces– I kill Heartless, callous and stony I am Bullet is my name   When triggered I do not cry Or shout– Beware! Clandestinely I…

Democracy at Stake   Dr. R. Prabhakar                                                                                                  Asst. Professor                                                                                                              Dept. Of English                                                                                                             Vikrama Simhapuri University                                                                                                   Nellore, A.P.                                                                                        People cry as the Philomela* of Ovid Raped by the aristocrat. O Democracy! (Liberty and Equality) You were an exquisite bride once And broke the shackles of monarchy People…

THE DECLINE Poorva Trikha Assistant Professor GGDSD College, Chandigarh   I stand at the edge of history, counting moments in Time of my heart's defeat at that instant, that juncture, where they stood against me…   Pouring down the nectar of civilisation along the throats that stuffed with cotton, exhale smoke of barbaric dystopia…  …

Waking on an Ocean   Akinkurolere Susan Olajoke, Department of Languages, Rufus Giwa Polytechnic, Owo, Ondo State, Nigeria   Deep sleep of the night Envisaging no evil Ko! Ko! Ko! Sea came knocking None opened the door But velocity tore all doors And windows of the castle Arrant fury of flood The gods must be…

Native Land   Ms. Neelam Dadhwal   Dotted lines, double lines, flags, colored regions blurring altogether, lands in drought, trees with barren stumps, wind hanging through upside down.   My native land is not a dream though it seems to be toils of years and sparkling eyes among breeze and bees where stones carved from…

Song to legendary heroes   Master Mudasir Ahmad Thoker   You know I am love sick Those mountains cliffs I tore Under whose shadow I sing Those woeful tales of love The lightening of your eyes And fairness of thy forehead I crossed those shining nights And rocked you near Gantagar Little chests hunted me…

The Great Lickspittle   Dr. Mithlesh Kumar Chaudhari Assistant Professor, Department of English,                    G.L.A. University, Mathura, U.P.     A hypocrite, lousy, pompous-brain     Physique fails to fit to mind insane. Moody, miserly, rouge and mean                   A great lickspittle I have ever seen. Big-headed, cunning, sulky and greedy                     The theatre of soul is…