Samikshya Shukla

Another needle in the haystack, never to be seen, never to be found.

Period | Poem by Samikshya Shukla

Let me tell you, About an incident from when I was five, Running too fast, meters away from the beehive, Missed a step, fell hard on the ground, One scream, and it brought Papa around, Knees and hands scratched- Oh, how they bled, Fear crept over pain, surely I would get scolded. But, Papa was […]

Samikshya Shukla

A questionable freedom | Poem by Samikshya Shukla

Constant pain shearing through, Heavy, sore; the lids flutter. A sight of no sight; mere darkness, Rest her eyes, she shuts them tight. Banging, ringing, high pitched; A pounding noise, Beating against the drums. Vision stolen, hearing reaped. Filling the mouth, the taste of mud. Or, is it blood? Could be both. Laying senseless, as […]

Delusions of a lunatic | Samikshya Shukla

Written by Samikshya Shukla “It exists!”With vehemence, she speaks.Sparkling, as if bathed in glitter,she spins and leaps in rapture.The curve her lips stretch to,Not an act, Not this time.Dazzled by the sight before her,forsaking all she had been,she sits down to admire-A perfect world, long awaited,The utopia forever fantasized. “Delusions of a lunatic!”With apathy, I […]