Author Archives: Sangeeta Mishra

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मन स्याह अमावस मेरा फीके सभी तारे, उजाले ले गयी हो तुम पीछे हैं अँधेरे | दिए जलाके आँखों के बाती सी मैं जली, याद आ रही न जाने क्यों…

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So…. My loyal friend, The Moon was off duty and came back to me today after a hiatus two days long. Should I blame you, the beautiful ladies for shanghaiing…

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Divine Justice

‘Do you believe in ‘Divine Justice’?”, suddenly my younger daughter asked that day. “Why are you asking this question? You know, I don’t believe in anything illogical ! There is…

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Nazm,, Vineeta Mishra

Nazm Kaise Likhun, Tumhari Yaad Aayi Fir… At each hour, whenever the clock strikes, I remember how she rushed for work…..at wee hours, whenever birds chirp, I remember how…

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Besmirched, a watercolour painting by Vineeta Mishra

   After many Nirbhayas and Daminis…and need not to mention, many nameless, faceless identities in between…here comes another news maker…the rumpled nameless girl from Hathras who was abused, assaulted ,…

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Journalism

??हमारी  करारी  Journalism ?? चलिए, News hunting करलें !थोड़ी channel surfing करलें ! सबसे ऊँचे सुर लगा-लगाअर्णव गा रहे राग ‘कंगना‘यह देश ‘Republic’ है, लोगोंकुछ और बोलना यहाँ मना !…

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Roseate Sonnet

??? Symphony : A Roseate Sonnet ? An ocean sealed in,Some clouds within,Raindrops frolic,but never are seen ! Echoing seven seasin moonstruck dreams,Feigning witheredyet, soul dampening ! Hackneyed kohl smearsand the…

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Amorphous Pigeon, The Style Symphony

I see her always… but she becomes amorphous before I shape my words… Some laments are irreparable…. हर लफ्ज़ बेमानी मगर, ये ख़त कोई ख़ता नहीं,लिख तो दिया, भेजूँ कहाँ?…

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ज़िन्दगी ही तो है

है उम्र क्या ? महज़ ये दिल्लगी ही तो है कुछ और है जीना, कि ज़िन्दगी ही तो है जलाये कुछ दिये, बुझाईं मोमबत्तियांआँखों में फिर भी एक तिश्नगी ही…

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Arising from the Dust

Arising from the Dust She woke up from the cindersWith laden wings alongFlecked with ashes of the yoreLissome, yet so strong! Her wings weren’t mere feathersBut, limbs of ores alloyedAh!…

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Happy Birthday, Anindhya

Happy Birthday My Moonbeam, Anindhya !  What should I gift you today…?…except my words as demure, love as pure and blessings as powerful as you?So, here goes the last birthday…

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Happy Birthday

It’s August, the 1st, and I wish you Happy Birthday with verses as effervescent as you… ??? रुख हवाओं का वो एक पल मोड़ देचाहे तो पानी से पत्थर तोड़…

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APORIA

Sufjan Stevens, a Canadian singer who might be lesser known, but he has just taught people a lot of old and new words with the track listing of his latest…

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Covid 19

Fed up of COVID 19 ? The Answer, My Friend is Blowin’ in the Wind “Nero fiddled while Rome burned”… …. Well, it’s ambiguous whether he played a flute or…

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ग्रीष्म गर्जना ,

ग्रीष्म गर्जना कोयल कूकी अमराई मेंगा रही मारवा राग,सूरज बन बैठा अग्निकुंडबरसाता है बस आग ! हो रहा गगन में अश्वमेघहै रश्मिरथी इस पार,सातो घोडों पर हो सवारचल पड़ा क्षितिज…

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The Sculptress

The Sculptress It was a hot and humid July afternoon. The sky was hailing embers down on earth. The sun, in his backster’ mood wanted us, the puny mortals for…

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love

There lived a partridge on a peach treeShe used to croon for the moonShe paid the price as love’s not freeThere lived a partridge on a peach tree All her…

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stolen winters

On the hilltop, over the conifersSnowflakes float under chromium sky,The night freezes and a lone wolf howlsThe stars cascade on my chilled edifice! My old rose lips sip the last…

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Mariposa

The Sapphire Ring And The Blue Wings: A Spanish Folklore… There was a girl, MariposaFrom a village of Spain,She loved her alcoholic fatherBut, all love was in vain. Toiling in…

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song of pebbles

Yet again, I received a beautiful poetry collection, ‘SONG OF PEBBLES‘ by noted poet Asoke Kumar Mitra, exactly a year after reading his book ‘SAVAGE WIND‘. Possessing such aesthetically done…

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