In a Myriad City Street Happenings…

by Ananya S. Guha / April 26th, 2026

Please take a bowl
Of water
And drink, but not blood
Of children who do
Not know why we kill
Without palpable reason
The little world of children
Is shrinking into
Cosmos of fear
But death shackles their
Voices indefinitely,
Adults have a role to play
In a myriad city street happenings
Only death will know
That the tumult is inside
And hatred outside

In a myriad city street happenings

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, April 26th, 2026 at 8:00am and is filed under Poetry.