top of page
  • Writer's pictureMarías at Sampaguitas

Poetry by Shreyaa Tandel

Updated: Dec 16, 2019


The wrong and right

Battle again

As the wrong races

To win nothing..

Heads broken

Eyes, knees,

Elbows, shoulders

You name it;

You name it

Till the resistance


Takes it’s last breath.

You name it till the right voice

Raises both it’s hands

To the apparent instructions

Yelled harsh.

By the people doing,

Their apparent jobs..

Jobs of hate

Authoritative barbaric jobs

Causing a helpless blood stream

To voices voiced

Amidst the hate shrieks which go on..

Knowingly and unknowingly.

And people stay away

From the hate jobbers

People fear hate not faced by them;

They only see abnormality

When the wave nears to hitting their heads empty and rotten

And beyond this blood stream

Their remains unflinched resistance

A hope amongst oppression

As the ribbon of nothing extends as the wrong reaches near it

And the right remains itself

Before, after and beyond the


Shreyaa Tandel is a self-established poet, or you can say amateur poet, from India. Her poems "Inadvertently Alive", "Virgin" and "Blackhole" have been published in the blue pages lit, and vamp cat magazine respectively. When she isn't writing or is glued in front of a computer/cell phone screen, she spends time singing north Indian classical music and reading the Bhagwad Gita and pretending very hard to be happy, even though she isn't. You can reach her at

17 views0 comments

Recent Posts

See All
bottom of page