Wings
By Preeti Agrawal in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 653 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
Wings Designed with wonderful life strings Not required to add those extra wings Listen around the choirs of birds Explaining their joy with no words.  Amusing is the creator's musings Set that curve that sets everything More contagious than a virus; curing.  Spread the cheer that sings N  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 6,2020 12:16 PM
Sunday is Mundane
By Aashi Krishnatray in Humour & Comedy | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 652 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
                                                                Never had I imagined the Sun to be so mundane. It was a Sunday morning as I  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 30,2020 08:51 PM
Her Invisible Diadem
By Shivanni S in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 651 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
She walked through the pale moonlight, invincible as she was. Guided by the mere trance of her beating heart. Beautiful as she seemed, broken as she concealed, her wondrous stride marked a walkway of battles, that she never choose to fight.A woman of strength and valor, poised with the supremacy of   மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Mar 31,2020 05:38 PM
A Man with Successful Destination
By Jennifer in True Story | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 650 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
Jenny Angel People with confidence always come up with solutions But people with over confidence always leads to regret. We ususally meet different kind of people in different stages of life. I met a man whose thinking was far different from the people we come through in day to day life. He was co  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Jun 9,2020 01:25 PM
Can't fight the feelings
By Payal Arun in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 649 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
Sometimes, in the night  I see dreams of you Sometimes in the night  I hear voice of you First love where you have gone? My heart just cries for you O my love my sweetest thing Please tell me what to do... Sometimes when I sit all alone I think of good times we had shared  together&nb  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Mar 31,2020 11:20 AM
Lockdown: The Gateway to Misery
By Pankaj in General Literary | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 649 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
“It has been…,I don’t even remember anymore to be honest, but one thing that I know for sure is that I am losing.Not that I am retaliating for this lockdown but I am afraid of the consequences that are going to fall on my family.” Rajesh, a cycle rickshaw peddler, had his vo  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 13,2020 11:37 PM
let's fall together
By anusairam nsa in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 648 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
like a dew in the early morning mist you are the only beautiful soul who exist you may be afraid of defect, but  you are always perfect i know you are afraid of being new and loving you harder doesn't change you deep down we all are always afraid of falling either be it stairs or love but maybe  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Jun 5,2020 12:01 AM
Never let your embers die
By Saki in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 647 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
You, the elfin girl, the daughter of Fire; You, the one with crooked grin and wildflowers in your curls, You, the one with twinkling eyes and a mind of mischief, Nobody will ever call you “beautiful” Never expect it. You neither have eclectic blue eyes nor enviable red lips, Not luscio  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Apr 5,2020 10:34 AM
Other (good) Version of Corona Pandemic
By anmol in True Story | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 647 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
Folks are amused why I sound so happy during the lockdown. They find my laughter and cracking jokes over phone calls rather sarcastic and preposterous. How could a person, specifically a woman, stranded alone at a rented house in a red zone city away from family and friends, be so jovial and enjoyin  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 5,2020 09:28 AM
Apple pie
By Akshata Lanjekar in General Literary | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 647 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
Apple Pie       The cool December air brushed against Reena’s dry cheek as she reluctantly adjusted herself on her suitcase on platform number two of NDLS railway station. She glanced again looking for a decent place to sit- the suitcase was old and she wasn’t sure how lo  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 12,2020 09:21 AM
Realm of Riverie
By oma in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 647 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
Across the seas and shores My soul strethches for your love My eyes seek yours To drift off in the sweet reverie of your tender whispers My heart fills with bliss I cannot breathe Tears stream As I awake from this dream . Lull me back to sleep I dont want this truth , so bleak .   மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 14,2020 08:54 AM
Seed of Life
By Preeti Agrawal in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 646 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
Seed of life The seed of life exists within.  You just try to first, login Come out of the likes-dislikes trap Look for the deepest core to unwrap First you, bow to this,  Simply the way it is.  Without making impressions, detach Realizing this is maturity Just experience it, for wha  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 14,2020 09:19 PM
Girl who couldn't speak
By Pooja Miglani in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 646 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
It happened all of a sudden She started feeling burden   As the clock struck nine She pretended to be fine   As they sit for dinner She pretended to be winner   Through her kind words She kept winning hearts   Things were not going right She Turned off the light   Those scar  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Jun 1,2020 10:09 PM
One Last Night
By Alisha Nandeshwar in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 645 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
Now that the moon is set in the sky, Free birds now have ceased to fly, Hold me in your arms, Tonight don’t be shy. It’s dark right now, But enough for me, Because you are all, That I just wanna see. Now hold me in your arms, Don’t let go of me. Until the morning draw us apart, Tou  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 16,2020 04:02 PM
The haunting past
By Manjistha Mukherjee Bhatt in General Literary | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 645 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
The haunting past! She was alone but never lonely....she was a tear that never spilled out to the cheeks. She nursed that tear the way a mother nurses her baby...she did not wish to give a form or an expression to it though...the churning feeling it produced in the dark deep well of the heart made  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Jun 2,2020 11:16 PM