Srikaran Anand : Writing

The Craving

The Craving

A Poem by Srikaran Anand


A craving so powerful,It binds the senses.It draws you out like cologne,Feeds off your body with fervour.It pours on your misery,Making you sweat and ..
The Bookstore

The Bookstore

A Story by Srikaran Anand


Nimbus clouds filled the sky as I walked past the bookstore of my dreams. It was not just the books that I loved, but also Alicia, whose father owned ..
Frozen, I Sit

Frozen, I Sit

A Poem by Srikaran Anand


Sitting by the window, there’s a race ensuing. A race ensuing, between my tears and the multiple raindrops on the window glass. I can on..
Wake up

Wake up

A Poem by Srikaran Anand


Do you want me to show you my world?Nobody knows about it, but I maybe be ready to let it open.Reluctance was wide and open beforeabout this, but now ..
The Page

The Page

A Poem by Srikaran Anand


Page one, I turn.There’s a smudge on it.The page’s very familiar,And makes me feel like I’ve already been through it. But I like ..
The Chase

The Chase

A Story by Srikaran Anand


The sound of his sneakers gripping the slosh resonated as he darted through the alleyways, with a huge shadow hot on his heels. He seemed to know the ..
Love, In My Kingdom Cold

Love, In My Kingdom Cold

A Poem by Srikaran Anand


I’m walking on the sidewalk, and I see a beautiful girl, very. But haven’t I seen her somewhere? No, that was just a lie, I kno..
Light and Lustre

Light and Lustre

A Poem by Srikaran Anand


The moon and its lustre, taking metowards its engravings and its craterswhich seem to dance to the sun’s lightand cast a mitigatory shadow on it..