Featured Illustration: Samiksha Singh


Love is meant to be pure

Golden streams

Of honey


A heart traveling 

One to another

Without any stop signs



Not contaminated

Or filtered by conditions


A heart

That’s an open book

Misunderstood at times

But loved by others



Now smothered 

By neighbouring dust 

Trapped in mind’s lockers


The golden stream

Barricaded by conditions


To fit a corrupted 

Love’s blueprint


When did love 

Turn from a simple 

And genuine “I love you”


To pre-requisites

Like being embellished 

In jewelry


Or playing mind games

To test love’s opportunities


When did it become

Less of a feeling

And more of a contract

Sanjana Karthik

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