Breathe in Dawn, Breathe out Starlight – some poetic observations on the endless intelligence and regeneration of the natural world around us.
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The Dress: A Fairytale…Or Is It? – A Short Story by Shreya Manna
In childhood, it’s possible for us to see, even believe, in the magic of fairytales. But as we grow older, there’s no reason why we can’t take our grown-up problems and laugh at them, thanks to the superpower that being human gives us: the power to tell stories. This fairytale is really a story I wrote for myself, to capture the circus of our minds that only we can hear.
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Unperfection, A Poem
Unperfection by Shreya Manna Teaching myself how to unperfection Reminds me of that time I tried to do A water slide and chickened out only To sheepishly return because The queue I spotted on the other side Was way too long. And I was hoping To return to earth sometime very soon. In the little…
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Waterfall (A Poem by Shreya Manna)
Sometimes I feel like a waterfall wrestling with gravity I am heavy and torrential and endlessly crashing against granite. Somehow I spill into the canals dug by words, Slowing, a stream, rolling along soft clay. What I see is a stream of consciousness moving forward. What I see is the endless play of elements as…
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A Painter’s Tissue: A Poem
The blog hath risen from its slumber! As I have had some free time over the Spring Break, I managed to scribble down this poem. This is inspired by some of my recent reading: Shakespeare’s ‘Marriage of True Minds’ and Carol Ann Duffy’s ‘Valentine’.
Read MoreParadise Prose is Sleeping
With around 10 weeks to go before AS exams, life seems more like a ‘pandemonium of past papers and revision notes’ than a Paradise Prose. That’s not to say I’m not looking forward to the next few months, however, with a regional World Scholars Cup coming up (P is for pwaa and paradise…you guessed it),…
Read MoreDear Winter Wind: A Poem
Dear Winter Wind by Shreya Manna
Dear winter wind
Can you hear my mind – by which I mean
The thoughts that tumble and tremble and clatter
like tea coasters slipping
off a high table?
Read MoreThe Bubble: A Micro-Pastiche of The Great Gatsby
Here’s this week’s creative experiment – a 200 word paragraph about a child playing in puddles after the rain, inspired by the rich imagery of The Great Gatsby.
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The Grandmother-Great: A Poem by Shreya Manna
How do I introduce this poem? It is about a beginning or an end that I will ever fully understand. It is about a poem in it’s own way; a human one, a memento of your heritage. What you are about to read is the humble attempt of a great-granddaughter, who, making her own way…
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NUHA Writing Competition: Let Me Be a Girl, Not A Bride
If you’ve been reading my earlier posts, you’ll know about my plans to submit an essay for the NUHA Foundation Blogging Prizes Writing Competition. I’m finally done! You can vote for my essay by liking or commenting below my essay on their website: http://www.nuhafoundation.org/home/bloggingprizes_english/youth/let_me_be_a_girl_not_a_bride#.WZ0zOPojHIV It’s an essay centred on the issue of child marriage, a…
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