Nitika Sawhney

The sky is an ardent lover At surise it blushes with bridal coyness Resplendent in its golden glory Its subtle hues promises of secret ecstasies It seduces the mind yet calms the soul At noon it is an image of tranquillity Not a speck of lust across its virgin blue The expanse of serene vastness […]

Yes, i’m a tiny fragment a fragile shiny grain kissed and cradled by the brine i endure the splashing waves i survive your footsteps i’m brittle but i treasure a gem i have no destination, though i remember from where i came; they blasted my gigantic frame disintegrated me to a crumbly fame corroded by […]

i like how you count constellations join dots of my southern sky and call it june my birth month and me, your goddess i like how you weave soft moans on my tapestry making patterns, as you lean how  it crumbles leaving traces of moondust i like how you collect and fold it manifolds the […]