Mutemelodist. –
single,single-post,postid-284,single-format-standard,mkd-core-1.0,mkdf-social-login-1.0,mkdf-tours-1.0,voyage-ver-1.0,mkdf-smooth-scroll,mkdf-smooth-page-transitions,mkdf-ajax,mkdf-grid-1300,mkdf-blog-installed,mkdf-breadcrumbs-area-enabled,mkdf-header-standard,mkdf-sticky-header-on-scroll-up,mkdf-default-mobile-header,mkdf-sticky-up-mobile-header,mkdf-dropdown-default,mkdf-dark-header,mkdf-fullscreen-search,mkdf-fullscreen-search-with-bg-image,mkdf-search-fade,mkdf-side-menu-slide-with-content,mkdf-width-470,mkdf-medium-title-text,wpb-js-composer js-comp-ver-4.12,vc_responsive

27 Apr

Isthmus of Pain and Joy

Isthmus of Pain and Joy (An Elegy)   Akachukwu Christoper Lekwauwa   Christoper Lekwauwa was born in Eastern Nigeria on 4th of July 1986 as the fifth son of Felix and Ijeoma Uche. His Christian upbringing has had a strong formative influence on him. His deep-seated empathy for nature slowly branched out into love for literature and passion for poetry. A biomedic

27 Apr


Pleasure-Pain Principle and the Relevance of Paradox in Poetry It has often been observed that in the realm of poetry painful situations yield pleasure; pity and fear can transmute into a delightful and immensely enjoyable emotional state.  Poetry seems to enjoy this unusual ability to liberate emotional states from their bondage with our ego so that these emotional states, how

03 Dec

Nombaram - A Poem by Rosna Roy, II BA English

"Nombaram" - A Poem by Rosna Roy, II BA English (Selected Poems From Art House Archives, St George's College Aruvithura)                               നൊമ്പരം ഓരോനിമിഷവും ഓര്‍ത്തീ

02 Jun

Synaesthesia- Megan Taylor, USA

Synaesthesia     " Synesthesia is the act of seeing letters and numbers as colors.   For me, 6 has always been a bright yellow and maybe that’s why when I think   of you and the six months we spent together, all the lights inside my head   flicker on. So bright I have to close my eyes out of fear that the image of you

28 Apr

You alone can..... Jomol Dominic

You alone can.....   It is raining in the outside! Garden blossomed! Ripened fruits are there! Changing seasons! Murmuring sounds of nature! Rays of sun fall on your eyes! Somebody telling to wake up But......   your melodies! Keeping in heart Resting in hands saved in mouth such as mute who will awaken ! You alone, you! C

27 Feb

Moonlight Goes.. Likewise the life... Vishnu S

When the breezes break the silence? Where the leaves leave their sleep? Morning of a wolf from the bushes Making a feel of terror in minds Shadows of a big reed tree Slowly getting trumbling by this. There is a spark of silver light Touches the top of a smaller grass Holding my arms she aside Have a walk on this moonlight night “Last ride together&