By Deeksha Makhija   I wonder what happens to words when they are left unread all their lives? Do they sob in tears while remembering the tears of their creators? Do they talk? What happens to all those books that are kept at the end of a room full of books' stacks? Do they smell … Continue reading Words

Poems by Nardine Sanderson

Songs of you, and songs of i. . ------------------------------------------------ I followed the sound Of several birds, who spoke of you, without ye' words.. a little song With highest tune They circled the sky' Beneath the moon Their nests awaited A feathers rest I felt there strongest Within my chest Your beating heart A love so … Continue reading Poems by Nardine Sanderson