Haiku 2019 Longlist

Arkadeep Sengupta        Aftab Yusuf Shaikh      Anahita Bharucha      Geetanjali Maria                 Mridula Dua        Kaustubh Hiremath       Rohan Sidhamani      George Swaim                           Meghana Acharya         Shivani Dua      Sharmistha Bishnoi     Suchit Gada                         Theresa Fernandes         Tina Sishtikar     Ritika Sidhwani        Klara Larsson                  Vandana Parashar                Yudi Gupta               Zainab Inamdar     Anu Chopra     Bindu Saxena

Sister of my heart

Freedom resides in her soul

Caged in a marriage
Arkadeep Sengupta

held drop of water
in the beak of a swallow
this vague world you love

Aftab Yusuf Shaikh 
  
Time patiently breaking

b r a i n  c e l l s
                ubuntu seeping
Anahita Bharucha

The sun burnt fiercely

Flowers died, the earth cracked up

Taking all along

Geetanjali Maria 

Being called LGBT and eyed with disgust
she was searching for humans
in the world of XX and XY

Mridula Dua

Always down
the rabbit hole
- not the beaten path
Kautubh Hiremath

Train of thoughts
Filthy - Loud - Disarrayed
Like Mumbai's Railtracks
Rohan Sidhamani

passive, dull, office politics
wearing down
Changez Khan
George Swaim

Freckles
Sunkissed
they called it
when her melanin lit up
Meghana Acharya

Ups and downs,

             serpentine roads

 Path to success.

Shivani Dua 

Layers and contours

Instagram Hearts

For the stranger in the mirror

Sharmistha Bishnoi

Forget rain showers

she enjoyed 

the spray of bleach

Suchit Gada

Downpour on the Sea Link

turning grey to green

the city's skyline
Theresa Fernandes

Tina Sishtikar
Words broken- - -
appear on skin
as blemish and wrinkles

Ritika Sidhwani
thoughts fly and coo
like pigeons
in the city chaos

Klara Larsson
Social Media
disenchanted
Freyja's brushes and plumes

teach me

how to be brave

__sprouting grass

Vandana Parashar 

Reckless stream

of pictures

in stranger's hands

Yudi Gupta

The iron snake 

twirled - waking up 

the concrete jungle

Zainab Inamdar

How did weave words

so delicately

when we tangled emotions

Anu Chopra

 
Bindu Saxena
Ugliness belongs to the crowd.
Only those are beautiful who resemble themselves.
Style thy name is woman.