Bruises shine like a cierge and some are fighters
By Kaushiki Ishwar in Poetry | Reads: 739 | Likes: 1
I have a lot on my body, Like I have been in a war Like I have stolen my own beauty It petrifies me, Like I can never amend   Every night I fall asleep With the forced hope, That my body will instinctively react to my pain And cure what’s not beauty in their thesaurus.   This feelin  Read More...
Published on Mar 22,2020 08:03 PM
Politics is everywhere
By Payal Arun in General Literary | Reads: 739 | Likes: 0
She was staring at the massive building at city's main road, it was tall and three storeyed. Her grandparent's home. Her parents and she came every year during summer time.She observed her grandma sitting with her father's sister,who had left her husband's home and got permanently settled on the sec  Read More...
Published on Mar 23,2020 10:15 PM
When you are old
By saptarshi das in Poetry | Reads: 739 | Likes: 2
When you are old Saptarshi Das My childhood crush now has a grown up daughter Her curl has grey hair All the day she sits in a chair Complaining of gout And I doubt Is this the one who slashed me many  monsoons back ?  Read More...
Published on Mar 31,2020 07:32 PM
Walking away
By joshikaa devi in True Story | Reads: 739 | Likes: 3
Do you ever look at a specific moment in your life and wonder will this even make an impact on my future? Tara and varun have been bestfriends since their childhood,they are more like family. Family friends,their parents are friends with each other. Altogether they vibe so well,these are connections  Read More...
Published on Apr 17,2020 01:27 PM
Happy Souls
By Prachi Yawalkar in General Literary | Reads: 739 | Likes: 1
Growing up as "middle class" Indian child we have been so fond of family that even a single person missing in the family is the worst we could think of.Dhruti was the youngest child in a joint family. She was closest to her grandpa the most. He was her first friend and Dhruti his last friend. Being   Read More...
Published on Apr 29,2020 12:34 AM
The portrait of a human-insaan
By vedanti khanna in Poetry | Reads: 738 | Likes: 0
The portrait of a human Insaan   Kya hai insaan?  Yeh qaynat hai,  qaynat ke sabhi mausam hai yeh Kabhi garmi ki khush mizaj dhoop hai  Toh kabhi sard ki barf ka roop hai yeh Kabhi baarish ki boondon ke saath chalti hawaa hai yeh To kabhi garmi aur sardi ke marz ko mita deni vali  Read More...
Published on Mar 25,2020 09:24 PM
STILL
By SUDIPTA NARAYAN DAS in Poetry | Reads: 738 | Likes: 1
STILL   The soft rays of the early sun still brighten my face. The gentle morning breeze still feels so fresh. The grass still feels moist from the morning dew.    The garden flowers outside my window still blossom. The birds in the tress still chirp and cheep. The bees and  Read More...
Published on Mar 26,2020 04:47 PM
Flirting with the sea
By Vishrutha in Poetry | Reads: 738 | Likes: 0
The roar of the sea doesn’t miss anybody, Hearing after which i was unsteady  From the minute I laid my eyes on your sliver lines,  I couldn’t stop thinking about the depth in your eyes  Drawn to your waves of time, Stronger and stronger by each passing one  I fough  Read More...
Published on Apr 3,2020 09:51 PM
Revolution
By Ankita in General Literary | Reads: 738 | Likes: 0
REVOLUTION   I have slept in the cradle of rennaisance and lurked in the shadows of modernism Civil wars spluttered my voice while liberalism gathered my ribs to make a bonfire There is no area not burnt by my wildfire and no souls not enlightened by my flame I was there even before my definiti  Read More...
Published on Apr 21,2020 08:55 PM
The Sacrificial Lamb
By Sushanth in General Literary | Reads: 738 | Likes: 2
It is very hard to be a doctor when the very patient you treat might be not only your last patient but also your last breath. Education doesn't prepare you for this, as a student, you are taught to treat everyone to the best of your ability. To hold nothing back, to be the selfless hero people expec  Read More...
Published on Apr 29,2020 01:29 PM
A Melancholic Solitude
By shivangi in Poetry | Reads: 738 | Likes: 1
Maybe sadness doesn't always come with swollen eyes and tears,  As quiet as the dark clouds it shrouds the sorrow you've hidden all these years.  Bright and dazzling, like a fresh April morning, I always see your face shine,  How flawlessly do you hide that pain in your eyes behind th  Read More...
Published on May 3,2020 12:21 AM
Neighborhood
By Sweta N in True Story | Reads: 738 | Likes: 0
Shit, that's where I lived around. Piled up human and animal excreta at the corners of my street, surrounded by cluttering house flies. The streets were narrow and hence reeked of the stench. Half-dressed children, scruffy and rugged playing; middle aged women babbling, giggling and doe eyed sparrow  Read More...
Published on May 15,2020 05:48 PM
Chat
By Purvi in Mystery | Reads: 738 | Likes: 0
Boy : Hi Prachi Hey.. See you After Long!  Girl: Oh Hi! How are you? Safe!  Boy : Yes.. You Also Take Care!  Girl : After so many yeayears . How many Kids you have?  Share Ur snaps.  Boy: My Little Princess is six year old now. But unfortunately  her mom left us Alone i  Read More...
Published on May 19,2020 08:03 AM
Behavior Modification
By shailesh rathod in General Literary | Reads: 737 | Likes: 1
Behavior Modification Do you remember being punished as a child? Why do you think your parents did that? Despite what we thought back then, it wasn’t because they hated us and enjoyed watching us suffer through a week without television. They merely disapproved of our actions and were hopin  Read More...
Published on Mar 23,2020 09:39 AM
Rishta aur waqt
By Sushmita Shankhwar in Poetry | Reads: 737 | Likes: 0
रिश्तों की गहराई का जिम्मा वक्त ने थामा, और ये वक्त बन गया यादों का सफरनमा। एहसासों का भंवर रिश्तों पर छाया, वक्त बन  Read More...
Published on Apr 25,2020 11:29 PM
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