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Identity

Identity

By Minal Rita

“Shivers run down my spine
When I look back at those days"....

Dark Side

Dark Side

By Adithya  Sharma

What is self-destruction? Do the choices we make, which set our life on fire, feel like self-destructive? 

Secret of his touch

Secret of his touch

By Dikshita Saikia

My body waits for his touch,
While I am gorging on the flavour chocolate fudge

Tryst

Tryst

By Antak Biswas 

Growing roses from blood,
This is a poem of rebellion 
How I lost my religion.

I break free

I break free

By Taira Dutta

I sit at the bare tip of a poverty stricken country. I am privileged, i am blessed
Yet I am trapped; aren't we all?

DESTRUCTIVE ELEMENTS

DESTRUCTIVE ELEMENTS

By Pragya Bharti

Being emotional shows the sensitive side of humans which is also important for social life and to live. 

My perspective!

My perspective!

By Meera Swapnil

Merriam-Webster, since 1828 defines ‘Identity’ as ‘the distinguishing character or personality of an individual : INDIVIDUALITY’

mirage of abundance

mirage of abundance

By karnika chauhan

Indulgence loves both,
The reckless and the romantic, 
The addiction and the distraction, 
Both likes its own.

Living A Half Human Life

Living A Half Human Life

By Jyoti Vishwakarma

What is life without living. And what is living without purpose. According to Merriam webster dictionary the definition of living.....

Midsummer Thoughts

Midsummer Thoughts

By Ramita Mukherjee

It's not another windy day, but a ghastly storm
The keys of the piano, clamour of the sharpest notes ever rung

Fool's Paradise

Fool's Paradise

By Rajat Tiwari

Who I am? 
Isn’t a question but a quest, 
That I’d rather escape, than face.

Yours, Eternally

Yours, Eternally

By Isvi Mishra

It was odd seeing his fingers lie so still. All Julia had seen those fingers do was poise their elegant selves on the strings. 

YOU MAKE THE WORLD

YOU MAKE THE WORLD

By Jhalak Soni

So first let me tell my story. I lost my mother when I was 14 years old. And by losing her I lost faith in god.

The Invisible War

The Invisible War

By Divyaangni Chabba 

I try beading flowers from my fallen stars. 
stars which once rose in the universe

Self -Destruction

Self -Destruction

By Shagun Azad

An Open letter, 

Unmute yourselves and let us speak up today!

Golden

Golden

By Asenath Jane

Ru was just beginning to brush his teeth when his ringtone blared through the dusky afternoon disrupting his wildly romanticised imagination.

Who am I?

Who am I?

By Aarohi Sharma

"Who am I? " A question that had always lingered on the tip of my tongue, a question who's answer played games with my words. 

I-dent-identities

I-dent-identities

By Yashasvi Pruthi

Moody,sad,happy,angry,envious
Feeling vacant, disdain and anxious
Don't you experience all these divines

Aletheia

Aletheia

By  AYANA BHATTACHARYA

You see,
one can never really
unsee darkness

93 percent stardust

93 percent stardust

By Payal rekhawat  Payal 

I am too little maze ,with no permanent escape 
I am too little light pouring , through the night 

 

Alcohol

Alcohol

By Mohit Pandey

A drop of magic potion down my throat I place,
And the mystical journey of self loathing begins again

Experimentalist

Experimentalist

By Resmi Padiyan

I am an experimentalist.
As art comes to artist
I was chosen by the ways of seasons

The existential abyss

The existential abyss

By Muthu krishnan

It is at fault, that we are born with the idea something within is missing. 
Addled with it is the human brain

The Story you Tell Yourself becomes your Identity

The Story you Tell Yourself becomes your Identity

By Sakshi Swarup

Timorous, Reticent, Reserved or Shy….
From the very start, I was a shy kid. 

Penance

Penance

By Ashna Saxena

I hold the icy pleasure in my hands,
Admiring it for a moment

Drugs

Drugs

By Christina Lego

It was raining and the breezing drizzle was waving the curtains through the window, on the warm couch sleeps Mrs Siyum

It's loud

It's loud

By Hanan Rukkiya

Perfection is an illusion, 
that you taught me,
When i was dying and rotting.

The Streetlamp

The Streetlamp

By Prerna Athreya

On that stormy night, Heer decided to venture out. She had been longing for the weather to dramatically transform

Reflections

Reflections

By Padmasandhya S

A reflection,
Tear-stained and smiling,
Hiding the screams

THE LAYERS OF IDENTITY

THE LAYERS OF IDENTITY

By Shivani Kshirsagar

A person`s identity is like make-up, because it has so many layers! We appear in various forms to the outside world.