Untold Stories

by Ananya S. Guha / September 7th, 2025

Bit by bit
There is composure
But when the flash floods
Created a nervous panic
Somewhere else crackling
Fires lit the sky
I bowed to Mother Earth
Reverentially, prayed that
She must not destroy lands,
Quake the earth and curtail
The running spree of landslides
It is anathema to the purpose of life
Which is, living humanely under
Canopied skies, but these conflagrations
Erupt into cloudburst, flash floods
Into brazen disasters, the man made
Ones are good enough, for a broken
Gaza to tell untold stories of cataclysm

Ananya S Guha lives in Shillong in North East India, where he was born and brought up. He has been writing and publishing his poetry for the last forty years. His poetry has been published in both electronic and print formats such as: Indian Literature, Other Voices, Osprey Journal, Glasgow Review, The Literary Nest, Up The Staircase, Asia Writes, Art Arena, Praxis Online, Muse India, Your One Phone Call, In Between Hangovers, The Peeking Cat Magazine, Post Colonial Text among others. He has also written widely on educational and social matters. He has ten collections of poetry and his poetry has been anthologized in various collections of Indian poetry in English. He holds a doctoral on the novels of William Golding. Read other articles by Ananya S..

This article was posted on Sunday, September 7th, 2025 at 8:00am and is filed under Poetry.