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Afterlife

Afterlife

By Rohit Gupta

If death is the truth,
So is life

Would you rather be dead

Would you rather be dead

By Rishabh Mehta

And the nurse asks me again

Would you rather be dead

рд╣рдо рдЙрд╕ рдЗрд╢реНрдХрд╝ рдХреЛ рдЗрд╢реНрдХрд╝ рдХреНрдпрд╛ рдХрд╣реЗрдВ

рд╣рдо рдЙрд╕ рдЗрд╢реНрдХрд╝ рдХреЛ рдЗрд╢реНрдХрд╝ рдХреНрдпрд╛ рдХрд╣реЗрдВ

рд╕рдЪрд┐рди┬ардУрдо┬ардЧреБрдкреНрддрд╛

рд╣рдо┬ардЙрд╕┬ардЗрд╢реНрдХрд╝┬ардХреЛ┬ардЗрд╢реНрдХрд╝┬ардХреНрдпрд╛┬ардХрд╣реЗрдВ,

рдЬреЛ┬арджреЗрдЦрдХрд░┬ардЗрд╢реНрдХрд╝┬ардХреЛ┬ард╢рд░рдорд╛рдпреА┬арди┬ард╣реЛ...

That's All It Takes

That's All It Takes

By Shikha Bhargava

A green flash

A mystical wonder

Is it a painting?

A Brittle Drop

A Brittle Drop

By Prateek Joshi
I have tripled my treasures witnessing death up close
zipping away any why's
My Encounter With Stage

My Encounter With Stage

By Vaishali Passi
Curious were the onlookers,
Anxious was I
We'll meet again

We'll meet again

By Apoorva
I can't find you anymore
I wish you were here before
Do I dare, again?

Do I dare, again?

By Prachi Bhatia┬а

The stillness of the night,┬а
Instills a deep fear inside
Greatest fear

Greatest fear

By Joyce Job

I'm scared of me,

My dreams so wild

Locked yet Unsafe

Locked yet Unsafe

By Prisha Goyal

Before I went to bed,

mother reminded me to lock the door

рдпрд╣реА рднрдп рдерд╛ рдЙрд╕рдХрд╛  рдпрд╣реА рднрдп рд╣реИ рдореЗрд░рд╛

рдпрд╣реА рднрдп рдерд╛ рдЙрд╕рдХрд╛ рдпрд╣реА рднрдп рд╣реИ рдореЗрд░рд╛

By Srujana Satyavada

рдЕрдХреЗрд▓реА рдЪрд▓ рд░рд╣реА рд╣реВрдБ рдореИрдВ┬а
рдмреБрд▓рд╛рд╡рд╛ рдирд╣реАрдВ рджрд┐рдпрд╛ рд╣реИ рдореБрдЭреЗ рдЫреВрдиреЗ рдХрд╛┬а

Desert of Emotion

Desert of Emotion

By Debapriya Sarkar┬а

I fear not the world

strange and unknown.

Fear Of Words

Fear Of Words

By Roohi Bhargava

But still fears, about people,┬а
Will they understand or not?
F-E-A-R

F-E-A-R

By Nishtha Kumar

Knowingly or Unknowingly,
FEAR resides wherever I go.

Silence

Silence

By Flokat

When my mom screamed at me
He said тАЬListen but be Silent!тАЭ

Are you afraid of the dark?

Are you afraid of the dark?

By Divya Mondal

My mother's greatest fear
Was her child's body.

Like A Fool

Like A Fool

By Chitpara Vashishtha

You were there with him
when he slapped me for the first time
Mother, what is my fear?

Mother, what is my fear?

By Arvind Chatterjee
The night, I woke up with a start and ran to the kitchen window to lick the misty glass.

When Too Many Chemicals Scorned my Brain

When Too Many Chemicals Scorned my Brain

By Prateek Joshi
My skin harked off to touch the beguiled blur in memory
I was sitting idle at 3 O' clock in the morning.
I have a fear

I have a fear

By Kashif Ilyas
I have a fear of unending stairwells

And catching glimpses of my past selves

House of fear

House of fear

By Pooja Arora
Of innocent trust to extent that I lose myself in this age of vice

Love And Its Misgivings

Love And Its Misgivings

By Ayushi Sharma
Dear lover, one day you'll start despising
everything you love about me

рдбрд░

рдбрд░

By Palak Manglik

рдбрд░ рдХрд╛ рд░реВрдк рдЕрдиреЛрдЦрд╛ рд╣реИ
рдХрднреА рдЦрд╝рд╛рдореЛрд╢ рдХрд░рддрд╛ рд╣реИ рдХрднреА рдЪрд╣рд░реЗ рд╕реЗ рдмрдпрд╛рдВ рд╣реЛрддрд╛ рд╣реИ

You will leave too

You will leave too

By Reborn From Ashes

But NO, I started neglecting myself,

torturing myself.

рдХрд┐рддрдирд╛ рдореБрд╢реНрдХрд┐рд▓ рд╣реИ

рдХрд┐рддрдирд╛ рдореБрд╢реНрдХрд┐рд▓ рд╣реИ

рдЧреЛрдорд╛ рдерд╛рдкрд╛

рдЖрдХрд╛рд╢ рд╕реЗ рдкреВрдЫрддреЗ рд╣реИ рддрдиреНрд╣рд╛ рд░рд╣рдирд╛ рдХреНрдпреЛ рдХрд┐рддрдирд╛ рдореБрд╢реНрдХрд┐рд▓ рд╣реИ,

рдЦреБрдж рдХреЛ рдЦреБрдж рд╕реЗ рд░реВрдмрд░реВ рдХрд░рдирд╛ рдХрд┐рддрдирд╛ рдореБрд╢реНрдХрд┐рд▓ рд╣реИред

Different or Same?

Different or Same?

By Naman Suroya
Why is it always him and her?
There are other shades of the same color.┬а
That Curly Haired Girl

That Curly Haired Girl

By Kanika Chablani
For a love that got out the best in me┬а
The one for which I shed my mask┬а

Bisexuality: A Crime?

Bisexuality: A Crime?

By Deepali Saxena
During their teens,

their youth experienced a swirl.
One fell for a boy,┬аand the other for a girl.

Body Language : An Anthology of Parts

Body Language : An Anthology of Parts

By Vandana Likhmania
NAILS,┬аI am at┬аyour┬аfingertips,┬а
Between your teeth.┬а
The Social Crime

The Social Crime

By Priyanshi Banerjee
If it is a crime then call me a criminal
And this crime of mine shall remain eternal