I remember , the day
By Kunal P Jain in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 623 | পছন্দ: 0
I remember, the day  While walking on the sidepath of Road . Carrying my backpack  On my way back to my home . Those tiny footsteps , While Enjoying the spring was just an  Another cherished moment  I lived for . An hour just before the sunset , While I was getting late  An  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে May 2,2020 08:47 PM
I'll never stop loving you
By Ravi Teja Civil in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 623 | পছন্দ: 0
You may see an ocean dries, You may see a font in a desert, You may see the shape of air, You may see a horse flying, You may see a river flowing upstream, You may see a forest having no trees, You may see the sky without the sun and the moon, You may see dew on a hot sunny noon, You may see your bo  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে May 27,2020 04:44 PM
Sky
By Rushil Malik in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 621 | পছন্দ: 0
She was pretty, intoxicating and every man's wildest fantasy. She searched for love in every kiss, in every hug, in every touch, in every promise, in every conversation. She never found solace in any man's arms, solitude bonded her soul. She was a fool to search for her soulmate in places that could  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Apr 25,2020 12:02 AM
No One Belongs To Me - Poem
By Anbudan Miththiran in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 621 | পছন্দ: 0
No one, I have to trust me; No one, I have to guide me; No one, I have to talk with me; No one, I have to walk with me; No one, I have to help me; No one, I have to cheat me; Because I believe in NO ONE BELONGS TO ME, MORE THAN ME. No one, I have to protect me; No one, I have to   বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Jun 6,2020 08:53 PM
A Drop Of Water Can't Understand The Sea!
By Sanjeev Gargish in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 619 | পছন্দ: 0
Creative persons think differently. They refuse to cast themselves in the same dilapidated mould of the society and maintain their own unique identity.  As a society likes pliable, lifeless "statues", writers are often derided, misunderstood and considered "dangerous creatures".  This comp  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Apr 23,2020 10:05 AM
Memories
By Ravi Teja Civil in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 618 | পছন্দ: 0
Memories... They are nothing but the recollection of past, Which might have good deeds or bad which forever lasts... Our memories are like my strength and sometimes weakness too.., They can make me feel complete and sometimes screw... Some of our memories were too painful to be remembered.., But   বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে May 27,2020 04:42 PM
In your memory
By Urshita Bhuyan in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 617 | পছন্দ: 0
It's not always that I pen down words for my favourite actor. But then today is definitely different. It's a loss of a performer. A person who deserved much more attention than the Kapoors and the like. A person who was underrated, yet who never failed to amuse us with his terrific performances. An   বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Apr 30,2020 09:54 PM
A letter to Sun
By The Poet in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 616 | পছন্দ: 0
To The Sun,   The sound of breathing on my cheek, The warmth of lips on my neck, The touch of fingers on my skin, The feel of your heart beating with mine. I Love this Disneyland.   By, Moon.  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Apr 11,2020 06:56 PM
Once the storm is over
By Purnendu Ghosh in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 616 | পছন্দ: 0
Once the storm is over Purnendu Ghosh   Once the storm is over  there will be  fallen trees among the dense leaves. There will be silence. There will be struggle. There will be urgency. Once the storm is over struggle, urgency, silence all will become one. Storm is not for one. Stru  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Apr 12,2020 12:24 AM
Twenty Twenty Anguish
By Sonal Singh in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 616 | পছন্দ: 0
Darkness on all forth  Hush ! pioneers on pressure ,  Em ! being a roller around ,  More oftenly the elites to ground ,  Peep'd all way down , Trembling echo's  Jury and critics on hunt ;  Lockers to throw on  Piper's on savage to weed  Run .. trashing echoing  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে May 11,2020 10:57 AM
First Cry
By Mayank Manohar in Travel | পড়ার জন্য : 615 | পছন্দ: 0
All my life I have loved the mountains and have always felt at peace when I am around them. I wrote this when I visited the mountains for the first time ever and tears came rolling down my eyes. It was in Bir, Himachal Pradesh. First Cry: Dear Mountains, I don’t remember my first cry when I wa  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে May 4,2020 11:36 PM
SHADOWS
By Himanshi Sharma in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 613 | পছন্দ: 0
My best friends who were supposed to be there with me forever,  Left like they won't be coming back to me obviously, never.  They hurt me, broke me and ditched me somewhere, So, I stopped showing them the care. One day while walking, I turned back and this was shocking. I used to believe   বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Jun 3,2020 10:23 AM
Serendipity
By Maria in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 611 | পছন্দ: 0
I was swimming mindlessly, lost under the weight of the tireless sea. The beating waves pushing me further into the darkness, into a place of shadows. I know not of where I am, nor of how long I will be here, but I am here alone and cold waiting to leave.  When the pens were lifted and the ink   বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Mar 24,2020 06:56 AM
Women
By aashish in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 611 | পছন্দ: 0
How would have life been ? Sometimes I wonder how different would have life been If she had succumbed to pressure, If she had stuck in that noose If she craved for another life  She would have been inside the grave and I wouldn't have been born alive How did she get the strength to survive? To  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Mar 24,2020 12:30 PM
Love is eternal
By andal chitturi in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 611 | পছন্দ: 0
Love is eternal When we first met, I didn't realise what love is... When we first spoke, I didn't realise what love is... When we shared our thoughts, I didn't realise what love is... When we laughed together, I didn't realise what love is... But as time passed by, Was able to realise, What kind of  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Apr 11,2020 06:49 PM