A letter without letters
By Baskar in Romance | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 965 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
26 letters thousands of feelings few drops of ink millions of emotions a piece of paper one soul to remember the same to be forgotten two things to decide stay or leave, but both with the soul.. .  A life time to think though he left the paper empty. ..... Handing an empty piece of paper, rem  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Apr 13,2020 08:39 PM
The Earring
By Adarsh Pradeep in True Story | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 965 | பிடித்தமானவை: 1
“I am sure that I heard the sound of it when it hit the floor”, I said to my roommates as I frantically dug myself beneath the bed. “It should be here somewhere. Where else would it go”, said Shwetha, looking below the study table. It was December, Christmas holidays were beg  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Apr 28,2020 07:16 PM
A Dark Place
By Krishika Agarwal in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 965 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
It was two in the morning andWe were at the rooftop.Just like in the movies,The time, for us, had stopped. Our hands were entwinedAnd so were our soulsWe had a lot to look forward to:Our lives, our futures and our goals. But in that moment,We just wanted to live.No prejudices, no biases,Just some in  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 16,2020 07:02 PM
BLURRED
By PRACHI SHENDE in True Story | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 965 | பிடித்தமானவை: 2
..... now when I look back in time,  I see an album of fading memories. Amidst this lockdown, when I recall every bit of life that I've lived, where I was free. I recollect every person, every place, every experience that has made me. That somehow reflects me today. While walking down the memo  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 24,2020 11:13 AM
Dusty flames
By Afra Romaan in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 965 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
He burned me in the love of his flame  In the journey of criss cross love game  Making me the beholder of  all the blame... I knew I was not fit enough  Neither he need to be rough At the end... in the process  of destroying me in his lust... He , too , was destined   மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 29,2020 10:57 PM
Istanbul sojourn ( sequel to caramelised feelings )
By shireen ahsan in Romance | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 965 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
Three of them landed at the Istanbul airport , thoroughly excited . We felt like we were back in school. But the difference this time was we were entering our 30’s. Independent and confident . The taxi from the airport was waiting by the entrance . We sat into the taxi and in no time were at t  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Jun 3,2020 09:36 PM
Forbidden love
By Vruti Naik in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 965 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
I forget bout the world when I am with uI forget bout all the pain I've gone throughAll I want is to be with you foreverBut I knw that this world will never let us be together.U are the love that I can never haveIts like my life is cursed to be this wayBut I think I can live with all our memoriesChe  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Jun 5,2020 07:40 PM
Intutions
By Nikita harbole in General Literary | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 965 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
Today , Standing at Same place ,with same dreams isn't it terrific . But yet she was always Being in search of things which seems impossible to her own self, but yet she always tries to keep her own self to be motivated,cheerful to reach over it. She thought something is wrong either with her effort  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Jun 23,2020 10:59 PM
Rape victim
By Akshat Srivastava in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 965 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
About:- The story which everyone wants to know but no one want to feel the voice or i should call the inner voice of a rape victim so here is a few words of mine It's nothing new  No one wants to stop this trend  It's like evaluation which come around time to time with some new victims S  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Jul 25,2020 06:53 PM
So, my eyes have been peeled off!
By Anuska Choudhury in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 964 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
My sleep is made of glass, My dreams are of stones; Without a dint of my knowledge My tears merged with my bruises; So, my eyes have been peeled off!   First time I suffered loss was When I lost my dear kitty; That was too painful Too small I was to get back to my senses, Oh what a pity; So, my  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Mar 24,2020 08:19 PM
Hymn for the Dead
By Shama Dinesh in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 964 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
The night time terror reigned the streets At the brink of death, humanity retreats Distress weaving its way inside In the awakening of the Grim Reaper’s bride   Desperate, shall you look into the mirror Stare into the eyes of the demons of hunger Humanity is fading, suffering, and dying Y  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Apr 6,2020 08:55 PM
Silence
By Sharvari Marathe in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 964 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
Its quiet all around me Really quiet Yet  It took me a while to silence the chaos within me The thoughts and worries and anxieties and fears In my head Because when I would silence those I could hear another faint voice One that I wasn’t sure I was ready to hear So to silence that, I woul  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Apr 13,2020 08:41 PM
ये वक़्त भी बीत जाएगा
By Ritika Singh in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 964 | பிடித்தமானவை: 1
वक़्त बूरा है तो क्या हुआ, ये भी गुज़र जायेगा। आज अंधेरा है तो क्या हुआ, कल फिर उजाला होगा। ये वक़्त मिला है खुद के लिए, थ  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Apr 14,2020 02:27 PM
Loss
By prateeksha saxena in General Literary | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 964 | பிடித்தமானவை: 1
LOSS...In our whole life we all lost something...but its not necessary ki har baar hmhe pain ho us loss ka...in this modern era, we are so strong to get over oll the things..IS THAT SO??? For a girl...its is necesaary to loose something in order to acheive something... At the age of 11-12 yrs a girl  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Apr 26,2020 05:18 PM
Role player of the Creator
By CHITRA MISHRA SHARMA in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 964 | பிடித்தமானவை: 2
The role player of The Creator Thy soul is inordinate The love that filleth thy heart Can nullify odds of fate   Thee art the symbol Of unadulterated affection A drop of buoyant hope In the ocean of abjection   Thee art  put up on high plinth  And christened iso divine To perform  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Apr 27,2020 06:24 PM
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