Searching for the Nearest Graveyard…

by Ananya S. Guha / April 19th, 2026

Killing them
Is not killing me
Everything is measured
By life
What about death?
The impresario in
Staged events of war
The anti human rights
The decibels of hatred
The gluttony of power

If
I
were to ever
Wear masks
Of hatred
I would strip
The maniacal
Obsession with death
Love would be a mannequin
In false pretences

War is only an excuse
To re draw history
And put a stamp
In the orgy of butchering
And the impasse
Of ending the charm
Of frivolity
War
War
War
Take a breather from this,
And search for the nearest
Graveyard

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 19th, 2026 at 8:00am and is filed under Poetry.