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By Manasa Bsv
But the mind cannot fathom.The repercussions are unknown.
By Lipok Meren Jamir
In the afternoon, we helped her pack her luggage.
And almost all the Naga cuisine-ingredients
By Neelima Chakraborty
I…I roll out the words one lisp at a time.
In faltering sounds, in fits and starts
By Ankita Singhania
when my nerves and sinew
have been dipped
By Anita Mary John
day after day, night after nightshe ignored her cuts and bruises...
By Mingma Choekyi Zimba Tamang
Round fly-like objects glide a thousand feet in the roaring sky, and manic laughter fills the ears of the suffering few who remain.
By Anushka Nagarmath
a place where lonely hearts go to remember. a place where lonely hearts go to forget
By AVNI RATRA
Neither too hot nor cold,Resembling vacation on the island.
By Neerja Deswal
Erased from memoryLike an unspoken, dark secret
By MANSI GUPTA
Whispers as I leave the room,About a life that is set to doom.
By Arsch Sharma
My fingertips felt alien against my eyes, especially at the corners just where the lashes meet the skin.
By Rajeswari M C
Woke up to find one hexagram asideTook my usual strides to the terrace
By Nupur Gupta
But words elude me, leaving me forever reeling…
By Srishti Roshan
Somewhere elseA different world a different domain
By Nishi Nath
Adoption of neckdams and corseletsI dived into the ocean curls
By Nitya Bhatia
when they greet my open eyes gazing at the infinite skies
By Angana Mondal
Like the whistling of flaky warm-water snakesSearching for lost homes
By Vaibhavi Dhasmana
There is a little marionette that wears a dress and sits in a house in the garden, next to the porch.
By Nithya Mariam John
there was a dream at the back of my headwhen I met you.
By Bipasha Bhattacharyya
As the mounds of flesh cut her openShe thinks of the mound of flesh she pushed out eighteen years ago
By Gunjan Joshi
I dream of a home in hills,Amidst steep, scary and lush heights...
By Andrea More
She didn't know it would take so longAll she knew was she had to stay strong
By Sherin Bidar
I asked the nightFor a bottle of darkness
By Neha Singh
His eyes shimmer like a wavering light,But there was something deep and intense;I wonder what it must be?
By Shreya Shukla
The next day I woke up in the ER ,after wrestling desperately to move any part of my incapacitated body
By Kanika Choudhary
Mom's unconditional love,Dad's bad jokes
By Shreya Ghosh
The trauma she underwent to save her dignity.Still she held her hopes high
By Virag Padalkar
I walk through the clouds, that wrap the mountainsideLike rich woven shrouds
By SNEHA CHAUHAN
These shattered humans are astray from their own delusion and ponder about their fictional characters
By Anushka Sharma
In India, ‘public display of affection is forbidden?’Do you know why mental health is a taboo?