I'm beautiful
By Nandana Vijayakumar in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 363 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
You're too skinny,You're too fat You're brown, your teeth aren't aligned. You're too short, you're too tall Seriously, this 'too tale' has no end.   Covering their chocolate brown faces with all those unwanted creams. certainly not whole heartedly, but to hide all those inner screams.   Ta  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 8,2020 12:44 PM
Counting down the hours
By Kusum Reddy in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 362 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
The butterflies in your stomach, Have found a home in my heart The emotions they stir, Will ensure we never part My heart does a dance And then skips a beat In ecstacy and delight, Of when we shall meet I count down the hours, Till I see your face My head in your chest I hear your heart race We stan  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 6,2020 12:56 AM
My way of tackling
By Maria Johnson in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 361 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
Worried I was, day and night Wondering if I was doing it right Tears would takes its form soon Cause the fear could easily ruin My daily life, routine and confidence  Facts could hardly provide any evidence  On how I should or could survive With the hope, how I could revive Then it affects  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 14,2020 07:14 AM
Homeward bound
By Smriti Sharma in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 359 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
As we begin our long climb  Leaving the dusty roads behind  Topsy turvy curves of the hills  It surely makes our heart thrill. We reach the land of white orchids, Kurseong town  To witness cheerful faces all around  We look below and see the fleeting clouds  A blessing  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 13,2020 10:04 PM
Fight
By Anupriya Dasgupta in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 359 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
When 5 years old I was told Or rather asked  To call a bunch of familiar faces  By the word family, And him, the closest of all. He who held my little fingers Every evening  Of every day, He who called me His little princess While sliding his fingers To all the wrong places, Under my   மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 24,2020 02:33 PM
Big Brown Eyes
By Diana in Travel | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 358 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
The brightness of her desktop highlighted the nervousness on my face, the keyboard clicking proved the tremor in my fingers and yet, I was ready to hit the 'enter' key while my heart was pounding. I took the leap of faith and booked my flight tickets to Bali. This was not an ordinary trip but a trip  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 16,2020 06:58 PM
Life Beyond the Pandemic
By Prathyusha in General Literary | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 357 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
Life Beyond the Pandemic!!! When it proved that we canLive with littleLaugh with painSmile with sulk Move with motivationWhen less is more,When no becomes yesWhen can't becomes canWhen impossible becomes possibleWhen we witnessed thatGiving is better than holdingLoving is better than envyingCaring i  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 22,2020 11:18 AM
REFURBISHING SENSIBILITY
By Saba Fatima in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 356 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
Conscience was not in Company when Sauntering on the road, placidly, I was struck by a malaise, And was walloped by an evil malediction. A raucous wind had started blowing, And it ravaged my psyche, My life suddenly became scruffy and saturnine, It turned me into a sedate, a psychopath, and I beca  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Apr 8,2020 06:21 AM
Not a story but it's about faith
By vaishnavi in General Literary | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 356 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
This world is ruled by cards. As simple as the ones I hold in my hand as I make this speech to the complex ones that let you into rooms or hold every single dime in your name. In a world so high tech and complex, we place our trust of the most valuable things in objects that have face value but not   மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 7,2020 02:03 AM
Fireflies
By Malvika Amdekar in General Literary | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 356 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
We underestimate the importance of pain and darkness, really. We always call it names and want all of it to run away from us. We always treat it like an outsider, an unknown entity which doesn't belong to us. We try hard and hard to be free from its clutches. We drive ourselves mad for carrying it.   மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 15,2020 10:14 AM
Oh! Pulitzer, You're Pulverized
By Sir Rishabh Chaudhary in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 355 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
What we thought What we lost; Lying down in the afternoon I was watching my own, masterclass; my juggling I saw that for once; Should I enjoy or just a sigh; A Pulitzer for India is pride and prestige; We lost that for the second time; when I read the words; for us A remark was; thrown towards India  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 7,2020 10:59 AM
Self-love: Because no one is better at it than yourself
By Vaaruni Radhakrishnan in General Literary | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 354 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
Self-love...something most of us struggle with at least once in our lives. Although the term contains the prefix ‘self ’ in it, its value however, is dependent on external opinions and judgements. Yes, we are letting others decide our self-worth for us and ultimately affect our perceptio  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Apr 6,2020 01:10 PM
The March of 2020
By Aprajita Singh in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 354 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
And if I am there, I'll tell this myself- the air smelt sweet: of roses in March. The breeze felt fresh and rains visited us more, unlike before. Yet nobody walked down the streets  and an eerie silence lingered on, for hours, for days, for time longer than we could hold on. But we did. We wait  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Apr 8,2020 10:00 PM
One's Own Company
By Wayne Rodrigues in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 354 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
I awake every day, joining hands as I pray, Bracing myselft worldly challenges at display. Life to all is as dramatic as the Manhattan Broadway, Makes sense as people succumb to undesirable cosplay. We train ourselves to not turn slaves to the daily hustle and bustle, For if kings gave up soon they   மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Apr 17,2020 01:37 AM
Caressing a teddy
By Zero.four in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 354 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
You crushed those curses  Walked on the pain to rescue me  To heal me , just to pull me .. Which chained me into the dark .. You made me realise A torn teddy could be loved... They did pretend to love me Which shows one side of their face It's no wonder how they fake that Coz I was innocen  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Apr 18,2020 01:54 AM
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