.....LET MESS BE THE NEW TREND !
By Vrinda in Poetry | Reads: 476 | Likes: 0
Your strength is just an excuse , Rather your weakness made me drown , Your smile is preciously just a way out , Perhaps your tears made me your clown ....... Yeah , that Black shirt suits you well , But your loose t-shirts are my addictions , Though to everything there is an end ,  But, for a  Read More...
Published on Mar 26,2020 12:08 AM
Writing Back to Camus.
By Abhijeet Singh in Poetry | Reads: 476 | Likes: 0
it has trampled flight of floating sun steps are as soft and vulnerable as the leaves of the Fall. plague, has been lurking behind the veil of contagion, already infused, in our discipline, culture and soul. contagion of our ethics. contagion of self. fear is the elated neurosis. hooded, smoking,   Read More...
Published on Apr 14,2020 09:12 AM
Counting from Twenties to Forties
By Mridula Singh in Poetry | Reads: 476 | Likes: 0
In the early twenties, the world is a zeal. To conquer and make it kneel. The life's a ball game for you to catch. The tempest in the ocean is not your match. The next five years you yearn for a mushy affair. It's the time to lock your heart in someone's care. You juggle to settle or still bounce   Read More...
Published on Jun 8,2020 01:12 PM
Frankies in a bin
By Neema Kumari in General Literary | Reads: 475 | Likes: 0
It was a hot steaming, cheesy, and lip-smacking Frankie. Wrapped carefully in butter paper, and a tissue paper, Sameer and Riya bought it after three hours of shopping in the mall. They stepped out of the mall, and it started raining. With no umbrella to take protection under, they stood near the ex  Read More...
Published on Apr 20,2020 11:38 PM
1945 A True Love Story
By Incredible Scribble in Romance | Reads: 473 | Likes: 0
It was all dusty, foggy and smokey too. Lahore became the hub of violence and ruined many lives in the wake of independence movement. Sharad was 10, he walked through the streets to meet his friend Suhail, but could not find him. Sharad was scared now that Suhail left Lahore without him. Both were o  Read More...
Published on May 3,2020 09:44 AM
Nature
By Preeti Agrawal in Poetry | Reads: 473 | Likes: 0
Nature It holds a great, creator's signature The images of universe can be seen In a small scene of nature.  Inhale the fragrance, truly experience Even your nature make sense A life of abundance, you must venture Rather than in security, spend in opportunity Look natural beauty beholding purit  Read More...
Published on May 19,2020 10:01 PM
Dear me
By Mansi Gupta in Poetry | Reads: 472 | Likes: 0
you are so much more than you think you are. Look around you, look beyond your thoughts, your imagination. But most importantly, Look within you. Don't search the outer parts only Because there's wonderful beauty that's  inside you. And if you see through enough, There's a whole beautiful univ  Read More...
Published on Mar 29,2020 05:55 PM
The scars of my childhood
By shireen ahsan in General Literary | Reads: 472 | Likes: 0
I stood scared and trembling in the corner as I saw him raising his hand again at my docile , weak mother . She stood cowering and crying in the corner. He threw the plate of food which she had so painstakingly made for him . My anger knew no bounds . I wanted to kill him but I felt so helpless. Wha  Read More...
Published on May 26,2020 11:49 PM
God
By Ayan Chakraborty in Poetry | Reads: 472 | Likes: 0
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Published on May 31,2020 12:52 AM
The Tiny Window
By Anilkumar Kurup in General Literary | Reads: 471 | Likes: 0
“And now I may dismiss my heroine to the sleepless couch, which is the true heroines portion- to a pillow strewed with thorns and wet with tears. And lucky may she think herself, if she gets another goodnights rest in the course of the next three months.” Jane Austen   We did not ke  Read More...
Published on Mar 25,2020 11:42 AM
Garbha
By Gayathri Devi Dutt in General Literary | Reads: 471 | Likes: 0
Ma, Ma, let me out please, cried a fragile voice.I paused and started looking around to recognise the voice source. The voice emerged again and again, gradually picking up sound, into the pattern of sound waves, creating ripples. Ripples in air!! The ripple size was unmeasurable but extended far eno  Read More...
Published on Jun 8,2020 12:49 AM
Twilight
By Ahindra Kumar Biswas in Poetry | Reads: 471 | Likes: 0
I became younger before my age, Felt the torture but yet remained mute. Silence covered me ,which the situation has hallowed, I'm a whore , That's my little crime !! I walk in this path for a few penny, They kept my body as it was, But burnt me alive, I can't see myself on the mirror, They mixed me  Read More...
Published on Jun 11,2020 10:04 AM
Heart to Heart
By Reny D'cruz in Poetry | Reads: 470 | Likes: 0
Heart to heart Words of selfish thoughts are meaningless For phrases of the soul speaks aloud to heart. Acts of careless efforts are ineffective For activities of the core talks aloud to heart. Words are put to action, as they are struck Deeply by the neglected pains of within.  Terms of expres  Read More...
Published on Mar 22,2020 08:42 PM
A matter of time
By Pradyumna in Poetry | Reads: 470 | Likes: 0
The time was passing by but it was the same day I had barely ever sat with my family this way The clueless silence started taking a shape For I felt like the Superman without his Cape The soulful trees and the blissful rivers were in its natural course Now there's no one to wake them up by force The  Read More...
Published on May 15,2020 08:37 AM
The Symptoms of Panic
By Cindy Pereira in True Story | Reads: 469 | Likes: 0
28 Feb 2020 – We leave for the airport early in the morning to pick my brother and sister-in-law up. They are going to stay at our home during their holiday. Everyone is talking about Covid 19 ravaging Wuhan. No one even realises what this whole thing is. My brother has a cough. He insists tha  Read More...
Published on Mar 28,2020 05:30 PM
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