Now, It Was Yesterday | Pulkita Anand | Poetry

Pulkita Anand is a student of literature. She likes to listen to music and play badminton. At times, she loves to write too

Now, It Was Yesterday

Only the unknown knows what I don’t know

Windows gesturing about the arrival 

of the wind that whispered near my ear 

About the movement of the frozen thoughts

The door gaped at me, and i

Fumbling for an answer, i frisked in my pocket

My eyes were half begging and half nagging

Wait like Penelope

A drop of terror trembles on the floor

A dread word crawls 

A tuft of hair started growing

On the floor, flickering shadows

And perhaps…not perhaps

It sure is. Yes, it is.

Now, it was yesterday.

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Pulkita Anand is a student of literature. She likes to listen to music and play badminton. At times, she loves to write too. 

Her creative works have been published in various journals: Setu Journal, Indian Periodical, Shortstory kids,The Criterion, Twist and Twain, Tint Journal, Lite Lit One, Indian Ruminations, Langlit, Ashvamegha, Lapis Lazuli, Conifer Call, The Creativity Webzine, Winc Magazine (Issue 1, 2, 5 &7), Stanza Cannon, Superpresent, Madwomen in the Attic, Poetica#11 &12, NCTE, The Uglywriters, Impspired, redsoethorns magazine, Golu : The Ant, Literary Yard and among others.

She has been a featured poet in Madwomen in the Attic.

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