Falling snowflakes Piling up by the door, Apple cider candlelights Flickering across the house, Fragrance from the potpourri  Wafting through the air, Simmering hot chocolate Poured into a pair…

  We both snuggled in a cozy blanket with a hot cup of coffee, Watching the gentle drizzle dance across the window pane One after the other. Words were not…

  From mountaintops to sea resorts, from highrise buildings to subways, across continents, on islands, in large cities, and at small and large landmarks, 200 contemporary poets from around the…

Demigods are Alive is a collection of 6 different short and long stories by the poet, author, editor, and publisher Monalisa Joshi. These stories portray the lives of six women…

  The mountains of Kodai looked mystically serene with a blanket of mist. Muthu’s tea stall was perched atop a rocky mountain. His business seemed to be enveloped in a…

  All I’m left with are the cherished memories, Brumous is my life but my heart still throbs for you; Calling out your name hopelessly, Dwelling in an illusionary world,…

  Cool ,crisp wind of October blows untamed… The trees, once bashful, sway to the rhythm in ecstacy. Having transformed into a mature maiden in auburn shades they glisten, And…

  I am a woman adorning different roles, Most of the time on my toes, running my house, And sometimes I sing, but I am not a singer, I dance,…

I am a poet and thou art my muse, I want to ; Shower thee with a gentle drizzle of April showers, Infuse thee with the scent of heavenly petrichor,…

I lay on the ground on a wintry day And welcome the snowflakes as they  F    A        L             L one…