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By Divya Mondal

Were they happy to let go?
Were they afraid?

By Saachi Rajiv Devnani

Leaving back this identity
Won't ache as much

By Rohit Gupta

If death is the truth,
So is life

By Rishabh Mehta

And the nurse asks me again

Would you rather be dead

सचिन ओम गुप्ता

हम उस इश्क़ को इश्क़ क्या कहें,

जो देखकर इश्क़ को शरमायी न हो...

By Shikha Bhargava

A green flash

A mystical wonder

Is it a painting?

By Prachi Bhatia 

By Joyce Job

I'm scared of me,

My dreams so wild

By Prisha Goyal

Before I went to bed,

mother reminded me to lock the door

By Srujana Satyavada

अकेली चल रही हूँ मैं 
बुलावा नहीं दिया है मुझे छूने का 

By Debapriya Sarkar 

I fear not the world

strange and unknown.

By Roohi Bhargava

By Nishtha Kumar

Knowingly or Unknowingly,
FEAR resides wherever I go.

By Flokat

When my mom screamed at me
He said “Listen but be Silent!”

By Divya Mondal

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

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

By Kashif Ilyas
I have a fear of unending stairwells
And catching glimpses of my past selves

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

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

By Palak Manglik

डर का रूप अनोखा है
कभी ख़ामोश करता है कभी चहरे से बयां होता है

By Reborn From Ashes

But NO, I started neglecting myself,

torturing myself.

गोमा थापा

आकाश से पूछते है तन्हा रहना क्यो कितना मुश्किल है,

खुद को खुद से रूबरू करना कितना मुश्किल है।