Poetry

Shred

Shred In the quiet hum of a London flat, paper quivers in the heat‑laced air— a single page, a thin, trembling strip of ink smeared like a forgotten match‑ticket. It shrivels at the edge, a

Slumdog Millionaire

From the grimy alleys of Dharavi, a boy with ragged shoes Stalks the teeming streets where sirens sigh and market tribes All clutching seeds of hope, a flicker in his mind’s cold

Brief Encounter

Brief Encounter The whistle sighed and the carriage rattled, a damp, languid steam that lingers in the air – no hurry, just the tentative breath of London at night. Two strangers lean over a

Buyer

In the bustling aisle of a Tesco, a buyer moves between the quiet rows— his basket a humble cairn, tapping a shell of plastic against the weight of choices, his fingers hunting for

A Woman Under the Influence

A Woman Under the Influence In the dimming light of the late‑night pub, she sits with a pint of bitter and a heart of amber, the steam curling around her wrist like the

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