This year on Srishtiscape, time becomes the theme.

Each month, I share one poem, written for the month it belongs to. Not to capture it. Just to sit inside it.

The series begins with January.

January’s Velvet Drag lingers in slow hours, bright resolutions, unfinished momentum, and the strange generosity of a month that asks us not to rush. It’s a reflection on beginnings, patience, and the space time gives us before anything becomes real.

This is the first poem in a year-long series.

Twelve months. Twelve poems.

February will follow, warmer, closer, different.

Until then, stay with the moment.

Let time linger.