Rage was supposed to be loud, right?Rage was supposed to be action, the faster beat of heart.Any reaction? a rainbow of red? bitterness of a nightmare?That irritating shade of brick orange at 2 pm? Then why’s it much alike the eerie silence of a crowd?The silence of giving up on someone one fine day.To abandon […]
Feminine Rage -Anonymous
To the little girls who were called pretty before anything else, I’m sorry that no one saw your brilliance and how your mind excels. Because if every man is called smart before handsome, Then why couldn’t they compliment that to you first? And to the ladies who were catcalled on the rue, I’m sorry that ever happened to you. Because […]

A Student’s Struggle-YazhinI M (12C)
He studies day and night, with piles of books stacked as high as mountains In his eyes, the shining dream of becoming a doctor or surgeon, Heart filled with zeal igniting a blazing fire within, Yet behind that calm, composed face, a brave tiger hides, Ready to pounce on any opportunity and prove himself. The […]

The Ticking That Haunts; Yachna Anand (12E)
I was 5 minutes too late, A 300-second delay. You held my hand only a couple moments ago, Chuckling at my corny joke. I whispered sweet nothings to you, But it seemed like you already knew. Why did you let me go then? Made me leave my seat beside your bed Gave me a coin […]

Threadbare; Yachna Anand (12E)
I hold the ragged pieces Of a memory slowly fading. Full of laughter and serotonin, Fibres that are fraying. Its threads slip through my fingers, As if worn from all the times its been held. I grip onto the loose ends, Weaving through, making amends. Restoration turns to reinvention, But I realize there is no […]

Secret Singer; Shreyas Shera (11P)
Have you ever chased the nightingale’s elusive grace? A wanderlust that never stays in one place Its path is unknown, where it may flow, Exploring its land above and down below. Can you catch the bird’s vision through its wandering eyes? Glimpsing secrets hidden above the skies, A symphony in all that dwells and grows, […]

Night; Kavya Pant (8B)
As the full moon walks by with a smile on her face Leaves the night with peace and grace Covers the night with a mystic lace And as the beautiful stars trench along Shining bright, no matter the cost The river with fish and gleam Rests upon the silver stream While the wolves and sheep […]

Old Acquaintance; Mubassira Rahman (11D)
Rage was supposed to be loud, right? Rage was supposed to be action, the faster beat of heart. Any reaction? a rainbow of red? bitterness of a nightmare? That irritating shade of brick orange at 2 pm? Then why’s it much alike the eerie silence of a crowd? The silence of giving up on someone […]

One Missing Earring; Badriya Fatima (7G)
a single gold hoop sitting on the velvet tray. the other one vanished somewhere between the taxi and the airport gate. it’s not about the gold. it’s about the fact that you can take every precaution, be a perfectionist about your belongings, retrace your steps a hundred times, and still end up carrying half of […]

A Cracked Phone Screen; Badriya Fatima (7G)
The glass shattered two years ago when it dropped on the tile floor. a spiderweb pattern spreads across the top left corner, cutting right through his contact picture. the phone still works fine. I swipe over the sharp edges every day, feeling the small pricks against my thumb, reminding myself that just because something still […]

Things We Mistake for Home; Badriya Fatima (7G)
I thought home was a person who called me by a nickname and promised to stay until the end of time. I thought home was a seat in a friend group where we laughed at inside jokes. I thought home was a city I’m leaving in three days. turns out people leave, friendships drop you […]

Archetypes; Badriya Fatima Syeda (7G)
i’m ambitious but don’t want to overachieve. i’m pessimistic but stay in the middle. i say i don’t need those people then admit i miss them. there i go again turning myself into a character just to see if i fit the script. but humans contradict themselves constantly. maybe that isn’t a glitch in the […]



