Bartered Cause | A. Anato Swu
Behold the Nagas, drifting back and forth, In the wilderness, bartering their worth; Led by leaders drawn to ‘economic packages’, Having blurred the vision of a bygone age. Like the…
When Doors Are Closed, Keep Walking | A Anato Swu
When Doors Are Closed, Keep Walking When things don’t go as we planned, And dreams slip slowly from our hand, When every door appears shut tight, And darkness seems to…
The Tears of the Orphans – A. Anato Swu
In the night when the world sleeps deep, The little ones wake, and silently weep; No father’s voice, no mother’s embrace, Just an empty echoe in a lonely place. Their…
A Flower More Beautiful Than You | A. Anato Swu
A Flower More Beautiful Than You (A Seed of the Queen Rose) ~Dedicated to Mama “Rose” Maureen Wylie “A flower more beautiful than you?” They asked me. I smiled and…
MGM College celebrates voices through slam poetry
Dimapur, 20 September: The Department of English, MGM College, organised a Slam Poetry Competition under the theme “Poetry in Motion: Voices That Inspire” at the college auditorium on September 19.…
‘Lemons and Sunflowers and all things yellow’ and ‘My Haiku Heart’ | Book review by Prof Jungmayangla Longkumer
First of all congratulations to Tialila for this awesome milestone of launching two books of poetry and each are stand-alone creative masterpiece. This is her 6th and 7th poetry books,…
Whispers and Wonders — I. Nokcha Jamir
They build my future with dreams not my own, A magistrate’s gavel, a policeman’s stern tone.
Nature’s Symphony (Till You Came) | TN Mannen
Truly, the forest is deep, dark and mysterious; The light of the dawn is breaking. Waking up to life the flora- Showing its beauty and splendour. The morning dews frolic…
The Masks of Academia | Dr Suryaraju Mattimalla
In the realm of ancient scrolls, Where kings wore crowns of gilded gold, Eulogists danced in shadows bold, To please the tyrants, tales were told. From Brahmins’ chants to scholars’…
Life in Verse: A Glimpse into the Ao-Naga Traditional Poetry
There is nothing new in something we would call part of the “Oral Tradition” and yet living in the 21st century, for someone of my generation, I am always astounded…