Sonal Singh On Sonal's Table

Into the jungle wanders a path lazily snaking its way Amid lush foliage that glistens under the sun-kissed breeze. It meanders off towards A hillock that stands a way off, As if aloof in its demeanor, Reclusive in its habit. The overhanging boughs Covered with moss and lichen Swoop down …

Refracting through the glass pane of my window The beam of light breaks into iridescent colors Angling itself from the surface, it dips, falls down To alight on a patch of the flooring. The patch lights up as if infused by the beam And glints in the prism-like shades of …

At the confluence of two mighty rivers, Stands a city tall and proud. With roots steeped in ancient India It struggles to embrace today. The fort on the river bears testimony To the battles fought It stands in derelict neglect by the river Saluting the bygone. Sentinel-like the Akshayavat spreads …