Alpha Centauri

To many of you I am unknown. I enjoy writing from time to time, and often never finish pieces that I start. I do, however, post around once a week and pin up an idea I had during my rather uneventful day. – @lpha  

More Poems of Chandra Terway

By CHANDRA on Wednesday, September 22, 1999 – 01:19 pm *****HOL BIYA MORA KARBA KA ***** -Tu hai mera Bihari Babu,Mei teri Mashuka Hol biya mora karba ka -Nai nai mei Dulhania hu,ib laaj mujhey bas aaway -Cherat sakhian Gaon mei mohay,jab Balma nain milavay -Hian huan jab jaavat hu,Hum […]

Poems of Chandra Terway

By CHANDRA on Wednesday, October 16, 2002 – 07:35 am Bali Toh Rehega Bali Devataon ke dweep ko lagi hai nazar kali Kuch bhi ho Bali toh rahega Bali Sari Club mei ronak thi , Dunia se nirali Hello Mister-apa khaber (how are you)muska ke boley,toh muh pe cha jayay […]

Chandra Terway

Poems of Chandra Terway

More Poems of Chandra Terway


There’s something here

but I don’t quite know what it is. It may be the way she smiles or the dress she wore to the only event of the year. The way her cherry gloss tastes. Yum. Evening: 5 pm But I know that it is the humour in her eyes as she […]

You Were Never Mine

Many would be shocked, astounded even, that a leading business woman was attending a wedding – of a soccer player nonetheless. He had no tie to her past, no bad blood, nothing that the media or press could recover.  It was only later that the public realized that there was no […]

Bonded by Blood

Avery lay on her ground with her back against the dewy grass that brought early morning. Her chest rose and fell as steady as the feet approaching. She didn’t need to turn around to know who it was, either. It was her place. Her secret. She’d only burdened one other […]


Dark lashes on light eyes. She’d never really known exactly how to say good-bye. He promised to never let go. But when she did – her heart broke.

Wadi Mujib Siq Trail

Wadi Mujib is the wadi (valley) adjacent to the dead sea. It is where fresh water springs come down cutting thru narrow rocks before the water is channeled for irrigation or pumped to Amman. It is about 70 km from Amman, (a little over an hour driving time) at the […]

Reunion – A One-Shot 1

Many turned to look at him. Many stared as though there was nobody else in the room, save their significant others. He paid no heed, arrogant, head raised high, sure stride. It was quite the sight when he saw the bride. She met his gaze, cold as the chilled champagne […]