I am not a poet, just someone with a wounded heart, yet it beats forward still, pain becoming my strength. Like the morning I woke up in...

(poem by Soumya) The shadows dance with light, maintaining a sense of balance of day and night. With each revolution, Striking  stability...

(Poem by Soumya) I wish for A life free and bold Where my spirit can soar and my dreams can unfold. I wish to Flying high, wild and free....

(Poem by Soumya) Activate the gender war. It’s time, To speak up for what we believe is right No longer will we silently resign To the...

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(poem by Soumya, September, 2024) The perfect world, Where once all was serene, I witnessed a tale unseen. A world once beautiful and...

(Poem by Soumya) Life will never be the same with you gone Never to come back, forever withdrawn Life and death are white and black A...

(background: The story of Medusa is a Greek myth that tells of a beautiful woman who was seduced and raped by Neptune ( Poseidon ) in...

(poem by Soumya) I am in pain, a grief so deep It's like a shadow that never sleeps It lingers in the corners of my mind And leaves me...

(Poem by Soumya) I speak, but you don't hear, My words fall on deaf ears, You nod and smile, but it's clear, You're not listening, my...

(Poem by Soumya) Lost my train of thought, Found it chasing butterflies off. My mind wanders like a lost pup, Chasing after fluttering...

(poem by Soumya) I walk down the street with a goofy grin, People stare, wondering what's within. I trip on cracks and stumble around, My...

The cycle of creativity repeats itself once more….

…. The Infinite space…are we alone or have someone to play along?

(poem written by Soumya, March, 2024) Surviving and alive Kicking to strive Climbing to achieve the heights Wanting to align to the world...

आज खिड़की की जाली से छनती मद्धम धूप में, मैंने मुड़कर पीछे देखा। यादों ने फिर दस्तक दी। इस छनती मद्धम धूप में , कुछ धुँध भरी उस राह पे,...

(Poem written by Soumya, December 2023) I have stories of all moods and shades From bright to dark and around and back Of those heights,...

(Poem by Soumya) Wrinkles - do I require as I acquire or is it deserved more than desired Wrinkled faces - one cannot avoid Though the...

Her dusky skin Dawned on me On the dusky lane love dawned on me

(poem by Soumya) I can’t write love letters No, I’m no cynic, skeptic, or pessimist I am die hard romantic But I can’t write love letters...