Bindu writes poems when prodded by her muse and her ancestors.
Here she shares some of her poems.
They stitched the mouths of the storytellers in my family. Stories brimming withread more
What I wanna know is How did you get away with it? Convincing meread more
Patriarchy has obliterated Love. Now that you know,read more
Under the blue dome skies, Anklets jingle. Clouds of red dust blind.read more
I’ been hit By a bundle of Songs and Stories. Life times I’ been waiting.read more
Oh Mother! I fell for a bag of tricks. They said membership to the exclusive club was easyread more