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The Peach-street that calls me home

The Peach-street that calls me home

By Aarushi Kapoor

I had placed a diadem over my head,
while prancing along the melted puddles

A Puff

A Puff

By PRERNA HANS

Walking from the school bus stop, I was dreading to return home as I knew what
was waiting there for me.

In the streets

In the streets

By Prerna Lama

In the still of the night
The streets were her saviour

Streets (Shopping street)

Streets (Shopping street)

By Priyanka Srinivasan

Wearing the heart on my sleeve
With horn sounds And crowded people

Street called Life

Street called Life

By Riju Gupta

Carrying a white sack
Crossed the drenched children

A Collection of Hearts and Ashtrays

A Collection of Hearts and Ashtrays

By Rishika Kaushik

Amid the blaring sun and scattered pieces of overpainted furniture (to hide its
actual decrepitude)

The Love Street

The Love Street

By Sakshi Pawar

As I stood there in my uniform
beaten by the monotony of the routine...

The Swarming Streets

The Swarming Streets

By Ronak Rayu

Treading into the swarming streets,
Abstracted, I perceived the unceasing

'The one I love is everywhere.'

'The one I love is everywhere.'

By Roopal Jain

I love watching rain, how it makes the trees look a darker shade of green and the
sky-a darker shade of grey.

Divergent Roads

Divergent Roads

By Sakshi Sinha

I'm a vagrant traveller
Stumbled upon divergent path

Phon-y Love

Phon-y Love

By Samikshya Thapa

We clicked.

Matches are made in heaven, don’t they say?

Freedom to listen, reflect and express

Freedom to listen, reflect and express

By Sampurna Nanda

Which has the ability to enforce
The power to think about one's inner state of mind

Change

Change

By Sana Naazli

She was bored, sitting at home
Staring at the wall and counting the tiles

The Sky of Kites

The Sky of Kites

By SANCHARI SENGUPTA

At sundowns, I watch kites flying.
As the narrow shaft breaks the siesta of my hutch

On The Streets of T. Nagar

On The Streets of T. Nagar

By Sanjana Srinivasan

Running my fingers
through such breakable bangles...

Flying Across Skies

Flying Across Skies

By Savita Singh

I must have lacked somewhere,
My intention must have been covered in dust

He loves me, He loves me not

He loves me, He loves me not

By Shefali Malandkar

So it's been a while now,
we talk like we know each other.

MY KINGDOM OF FREEDOM

MY KINGDOM OF FREEDOM

By shobha chichra

When my past history of slavery kept me chained
And still stood on my shoulders like a heavy

(un)CLASPED

(un)CLASPED

By Shreya Shukla

As I amble my way back from the 9 to 5 job
Surmising situations that make my monotony discord

Two-way street

Two-way street

By Smriti Sinha

Streets of India are where all the action is, quite literally. Except for maybe
procreating, anything else...

Streets Are artwork Of Freedom

Streets Are artwork Of Freedom

By Shreya Tare

Streets never appealed as freedom to me, Before now.
Streets form artwork.

A Crowded Mosaic

A Crowded Mosaic

By SHYAMMA E.L.

Diversity is something that India is known for,
Watch her people and you will see it too.

The Wretched Gray Cloud

The Wretched Gray Cloud

By Sidra Fatima

beneath the alluring orb o' mine
blisters and ache overwhelm the rhyme

Free as a Kite

Free as a Kite

By Snigdha Jaipuriyar

If you ask a historian studying late at night
To explain the term “free as a kite”

Streets - the place of joy and happiness

Streets - the place of joy and happiness

By Suraj Gorti

Streets, are the most busiest places in our country. As, they're filled with hawkers cries, vehicles honk...

Again

Again

By Somi Patel

Aughing numbly to the chest pain
that froze on the screen

Modern Dating

Modern Dating

By Sonika Sharma

Love comes and love goes
it has so many highs but a few lows

LIBERATION… I SEEK YOUR FACE NOW!!!

LIBERATION… I SEEK YOUR FACE NOW!!!

By Sucorrine Jerome

I feel like a bird in captivity,
seeking to fly up in the horizon.

Sensorium of sun

Sensorium of sun

By Sumedha Chakravarthy

Somedays, the city unfurls a map of secret sunny lanes.
When I first chanced upon one such tucked-away street

Through My Screen

Through My Screen

By Umera Riyaz

Wishing to weep in the arms of my lover
Seven seas away he stands