Bishnu Kumar

Joined April 2023

77 stories

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Passionate writer weaving poetry and fiction into captivating tales. Exploring emotions, imagination, and storytelling on Vocal Media. Join me on this literary journey of words and creativity!

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Dowsing
Is your husband ignoring you? Invite your mother to sleep in your room. Then I lie down in the closet next to the bed. Project your last word with a handful of salamanders.
By Bishnu Kumar 2 years ago in Poets
Lift Every Voice and Sing
raise every voice and sing Till earth and heaven ring, Ring with the harmony of freedom. let our happiness grow. As high as the sky of the listeners, let it echo as loudly as the rolling sea. Sing the song full of faith that the dark past has taught us, Sing a song full of hope that the present brings us.
By Bishnu Kumar 2 years ago in Poets
Essay on Boyhood
I am standing at the lip of the ocean, watching the first layer of fog clings and lifts from the earth. In each other’s arms, boys practice case-making.
By Bishnu Kumar 2 years ago in Poets
The Spring
Now that the winter's gone, the earth has lost Her snow-white robes, and now no more frost Candies the grass, or cast an icy cream
By Bishnu Kumar 2 years ago in Poets
Thanksgiving
Get together to smile and enjoy, eat, and laugh with the people you love. Do you kiss girls and declare that they are becoming more beautiful day by day?
By Bishnu Kumar 2 years ago in Poets
If You Forget Me
"I want to share something with you. Have you at any point encountered that feeling where the gem moon or the red parts of harvest time gradually movie external the window,
By Bishnu Kumar 2 years ago in Poets
A Hostel
I never told this story to my husband, but I think I would eventually, on a sticky February night, while we lay naked in bed with the ceiling fan running at its highest speed.
By Bishnu Kumar 2 years ago in Fiction
Old Mama Saturday
“Saturday’s child must work for a living.” “I’m moving from Grief Street. Taxes are high here. though the mortgage’s cheap.
By Bishnu Kumar 2 years ago in Poets
Among Women
Amara gripped the hilt of her sword, the only man among the Queen's elite guard. Tonight, they infiltrated the Sultan's harem.
By Bishnu Kumar 2 years ago in Poets
Border Wisdom
The world is not as bad as ours. neighbors made it to be that day— We’ve seen worse days.
By Bishnu Kumar 2 years ago in Poets
Black Momma Math
Ayesha held the folded permission slip. "Three dollars for pictures? Plus a yearbook?" “It’s not a luxury, child,” Ms. Johnson’s voice echoed.
By Bishnu Kumar 2 years ago in Poets
Pilsen
Late-night sounds and smells entice and we prowl like cats. through Pilsen sidewalks and alleys. The dank night breeze scatters paper.
By Bishnu Kumar 2 years ago in Poets

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Dowsing

Lift Every Voice and Sing

Essay on Boyhood

The Spring

Thanksgiving

If You Forget Me

A Hostel

Old Mama Saturday

Among Women

Border Wisdom

Black Momma Math

Pilsen

Stories (77)