Cobalt

I have seen letters shredding people to bits and silences feeding thunderous war cries So you see I do not know what heals and what scathes what saves and what breaks Through a myriad of sensational imageries Abhivyakti Singh takes us through the deeper ends of loss and abandonment. Her style is subtle hard-hitting and rhythmically melts into the tones of performance poetry. Cobalt talks about ruins and salvation in the milieu of an urban hubbub extending a nostalgic nod to rural sentiments. It strikes a chord with astounding simplicity and earnestly celebrates the dawn of emotional redemption.