रेशम (by Shaleen Rakesh)

मेरी पलकों के तले तितलियों के चित्र हैं हर बार जब आँखें झपकता हूँ रंग उड़ने लग जाते हैं एक धुन सी सुनायी देती है जागो तो, जाग जाओ जब हम मिले थे तब मैं घास पर रेशमी कीड़े सा, तुम्हें खोजता था तब पर नहीं निकले थे हमारे ये सच है अब मेरी दस आँखें नहीं रहीं पर अगर होतीं तो तुम पर होतीं। Continue reading रेशम (by Shaleen Rakesh)

The boys in the bubble – Shaleen Rakesh

A short story by Shaleen Rakesh I was assuming it was six o’clock in the evening. There was supposed to be a clock on the terminus façade but I never saw it working. The ongoing drizzle drowned the chatter of nearby radio. It was nearly time to head home now, alone. I had dressed just right for the evening. The clothes had the right measurement … Continue reading The boys in the bubble – Shaleen Rakesh

A memory of summer – Shaleen Rakesh

(Photo courtesy: Pinterest) Feverish with youth still full of lust for the aftershave on his neck I met a boy he was beautiful
 all his demons displayed
 openly as fading scars he had a ruinous heart
 only attracted boys
 who tended to disappear 
into the loneliness of the night he loved me
 very much in a way I could
 not understand. July 2013: heineken lite … Continue reading A memory of summer – Shaleen Rakesh

The Kiss of the Spider-woman – Shaleen Rakesh

What demons hold her tongue as she dances around her girlfriends’ questions? with her arms branching out in the shadows, only her nervous laughter and soft whisper is heard is it her fear to ask, to reject, to hurt or to give? or is it just her? she is gentle kisses and soft bites but no words just shame curled up inside her gut she … Continue reading The Kiss of the Spider-woman – Shaleen Rakesh