Singapore: Culture, Unity and Utopia

Singapore: a glimpse into the Culture, Unity and Utopia by Ruchi Acharya “Over centuries the city of Lion has been roaring for its bold facade of Peranukan culture and vivid range of cuisine. From lush green corridors, to amaranthine blue sea-shores, Singapore is beyond the illuminating skyscrapers. Embrace yourself to explore the unexplored history at …

Titanium bars

Titanium bars by Ruchi Acharya My words were never enough for the poem I always wanted to write, Twirl of the pen betrayed the horoscopic page of my life Following a teardrop trail on a scenic day I reached to my weakest moment, so lost with leftover say Breathe this moment deep down into my …

Love of Love- A poesie

A POEM BY RUCHI ACHARYA (Wingless Dreamer) I found this recording at the back of my mind, a state of muted lips. When Mayday says to me goodbye with an unfinished kiss. Trolled in the alleys of foreign land, hand in hand, freer freedom. Passion struck, wilderness schmuck, definition of love is still an unsolved …

Flawed Reflections

“Last night I saw him in the eye of little god, depicted in four cornered, the mirror. Those eyes fall perfectly into mine. Nothing in the world can mark his features. Those proportionate lineaments on his face and his perfect hairdo redefine the male subordinates. The crimson curvy smile, mesmerising dark eyes with quilted lashes …

Wedlock

Wedlock Poem by RUCHI ACHARYA Flickering flames rage the untitled claims of merriment in the life of Mrs. Anne Lynd. Her torn-out stockings, scratchy-thighs unpaid ladyship’s decency. Gaped at her beloved’s abuse, lies and addicted sins Herein the connubial world spins, bumpkin’s doubled-chin, curvy bedtime foreskin and public grins made Mrs. Lynd feels chagrin Rage …

Tanned

Flat-chest, I was catwalking down the aisle on a brand-new fashion street, Discriminated thy bruised and fatigued tissues, Alas! Homecoming with shoe-bite feet. “Mama” said she, my five years old Cameroon Baby Abidemi, Recalling her birth-day, a female wail off-spring, shadow-less beneath her fatherly tree in late eighties, Solitude blue night, my chilled bones burdened …

Madame Barbossa

Sybarite lady, Madame Barbossa catwalks holding a glass of red wine. The gala stops as all men’s eyes laid on her cleavage line. Gracious fake smile, perfect hairdo, cosmetic face and little white lies, She wished to be rescued by a gentleman of faith and divine. Prince Charming walks in, bravehearted, stare straight into her …

Silent Bravehearts

Ruchi Acharya-Silent Bravehearts The midnight scars tell tales of all! Of courageous, bravehearted, polished, mighty heroes they call. Stalwarts marched forward pounding boots on the ground More tanks,  More gunners, More men, All down. Whistling bullets hits on the torso of noble-spirited, Marrow freezes, tank sneezes; festering with hatred we drifted. Invincible fires, fired the …

Seasons go by

  Summer, spring and winter go by But time stood still, no reason why? Embrace yourself, yet worst to come Dew drops along with morning bees hum, Two pieces of a broken heart falls; The following afternoon, a cuckoo’s calls Tweeters tweets, love birds meets If one dies the other dies, a curse Felony bagpipers …

Long wait walls never fall

Tonight twain interlaced fingers across Wrapped in winter blanket with embraced warmth Wind swirls along with Maple around, Death sleeps at peace beneath the ground October heart breaks due to long distance emboss. Lamented night filled with transient lunar storm’th Beau I want to die in your heart, Couldn’t apart the lonesome from the feeling’s …