Welcome to Cascading Words
Through my words, I visit my soul,
Unravelling stories that find refuge,
In the meanders of a poetic heart,
Leaving imprints with impassioned art…
Anwesha Bhattacharya
I am Anwesha Bhattacharya, a storyteller, blogger, and poet who loves to weave the extraordinary out of the mundane. My writing seeks to resonate deeply with readers, drawing characters and narratives from lived experiences, memories, and quiet observations of everyday life.
Born and raised in New Delhi, my early years nurtured a keen love for learning and a scrupulous way of observing the world. Though I was inclined toward science, literature gave my imagination its first wings. After marriage, I moved to Mumbai, where many of my works have been published across esteemed platforms and anthologies.
My debut poetry collection, A Lyrical Trail and Other Poems, was recently launched by Novoquill Publications.
My Recent Book
A Lyrical Trail & Other Poems
‘A Lyrical Trail’ is an assortment of sixty poems by Anwesha Bhattacharya, an ardent writer of prose and poetry, which takes the reader through a fascinating trail of verses, written soulfully. This book is her debut solo poetry repertoire which embraces a gamut of emotions, through a multitude of topics. The collection offers a soulful dive into the poet’s imagination through lucid, yet creative verses.
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Redemption
The colourful, flickering lights flashed intermittently as the party swooned to the rhythmic beats of a popular song. There was a heady mix of music and alcohol, while the atmosphere was invaded by the scent of strong perfume and sizzling desires. Vrinda...
She Coloured Her Dreams
Savita’s eyes clouded for a while as the needle from her embroidery pricked her finger, nudging her back to the present. Cradling her little one, she tried hard to complete the pattern on the handkerchief, but her mind raced back to the night before. For...
Whispers of the Clouds
Clouds stretching in the endless realm of the sky, Have once more enshrouded my humble abode, Darkening my world with kohl-rimmed corners, Urging to lose myself on memory’s road… Whose shadow is it that enamours the cerulean blue? While my small dwelling...