About Us
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Welcome to MorphiKatha
The title ‘MORPHIKATHA’ brings together two words to rightly represent the theme of this poetry website. The word ‘Morph’ signifies a change in shape or form and symbolizes transformation. Its origin could be traced back to the Greek word ‘Morphe.’ The latter part, ‘Katha,’ has its roots in Sanskrit, where it means a story, tale or a narrative. You may wonder, what about the ‘I’ in the middle. Well, that ‘I’ represents every reader, who will discover themselves in different parts and lines of poems. Combined together, these words encapsulate the metamorphosis through the art of poetry and storytelling.
Names have always held great significance for me, as I believe they play a key role in shaping our identities. When I envisioned creating a platform for sharing poetry and life stories, no name or phrase seemed more fitting than
‘MORPHIKATHA.’
Welcome to MorphiKatha
The title ‘MORPHIKATHA’ brings together two words to rightly represent the theme of this poetry website. The word ‘Morph’ signifies a change in shape or form and symbolizes transformation. Its origin could be traced back to the Greek word ‘Morphe.’ The latter part, ‘Katha,’ has its roots in Sanskrit, where it means a story, tale or a narrative. You may wonder, what about the ‘I’ in the middle. Well, that ‘I’ represents every reader, who will discover themselves in different parts and lines of poems. Combined together, these words encapsulate the metamorphosis through the art of poetry and storytelling.
Names have always held great significance for me, as I believe they play a key role in shaping our identities. When I envisioned creating a platform for sharing poetry and life stories, no name or phrase seemed more fitting than
‘MORPHIKATHA.’
Why the Name MorphiKatha?
Poetry, too, deepens our understanding of ourselves. Like a kaleidoscope, which transforms broken pieces of glass into beautiful geometric designs, my poems take a snippet of life, magnify and transform it into something more meaningful and beautiful. They present a rich tapestry of emotions—ones we grapple with in daily life or have confronted at some point in our journey.
What makes these poems even more captivating is the interplay of human emotions and anthropomorphic characters, perfectly aligning with the tagline of ‘MORPHIKATHA’ – Emotions of Wo-Man Through The Stories Of The Rest. These characters bring to life the ongoing quest of individuals to find themselves, untangle life’s complexities, navigate emotions and explore the nature of life through poetry.
Why the Name MorphiKatha?
Poetry, too, deepens our understanding of ourselves. Like a kaleidoscope, which transforms broken pieces of glass into beautiful geometric designs, my poems take a snippet of life, magnify and transform it into something more meaningful and beautiful. They present a rich tapestry of emotions—ones we grapple with in daily life or have confronted at some point in our journey. What makes these poems even more captivating is the interplay of human emotions and anthropomorphic characters, perfectly aligning with the tagline of ‘MORPHIKATHA’ – Emotions of Wo-Man Through The Stories Of The Rest. These characters bring to life the ongoing quest of individuals to find themselves, untangle life’s complexities, navigate emotions and explore the nature of life through poetry.
Poet’s Bio
Abheepsa Vyas holds a doctorate in English, specializing in African American Literature. Her fascination with Black American literature took seed during her Master’s at St. Xavier’s College, where mere admiration evolved into an ardent passion. Immersing herself in the rich, resounding voices of Afro-American writers, she became an insatiable reader of their works.
Upon completing her doctorate, she sought a way to express the wisdom she had gathered from literature and her own life. That search led her to storytelling—where she could breathe poetry into everyday moments and weave small tales filled with feeling and beauty. A bibliophile, an aficionado of cold coffee, and an ardent collector of colorful pens, diaries, and bookmarks, she conjures a literary symphony—one that resonates with the cadence of emotions, etching the essence of humanity onto the canvas of words.
poems
A MISFIT MIRACLE
A misfit. My ears bleed at these words.
Tormented by them at noon and in the mornings,
In the dark,
I ask the sky to embrace me
To make me invisible,
Just as it does the sun.
Why do I not look as good as others?
Or, merely, like others?
When did soldiers get stationed in the grass?
Every day is a war with oneself.
Each wound more severe than the last,
Every blow more potent than the last.
