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By Sifath Agarwal
Who would I be? Who would I see?
By Mawdud Ahmed Choudhury
Suddenly, I heard the most fascinating voice.
And all at once, there was silence.
So, I had no choice.
By Divinia Mercy Tynsong
Cookies crumbs flirting my palms
Clinging as if to leave no more;
By Ashwathi Mohan
My eyes didn’t open to the world of benevolence
They opened to two people looking at me in a hospital ward with high hopes
By Afsheen Shahana B
The ravisher's chromosomes triumphed via me
Inbred through force as opposed to love --
By Amit Chatterjee
An inward voice shakes
Every corner of a countenance
By Nifasath Farhana
Life is beautiful, on the way you see it!
Life gives us lot of joy, on the way you handle it!
By Anand Raj Rana
So good life was it,
When we lived together.
By Shaarvil Rajarshi
In the realm of friendship, magic resides,
A bond so sacred, it never subsides.
By Pranita More
There is a little girl, all smiley and bright
Nothing that she fears, her thoughts crystal clear
By Paramjit Paul
And he flushed the empty canvas into a chronicle –
Where he paints the tale of a young dame…
By Sanskar Goyal
काश ये दुनिया सबके लिए एक सी होती,
तो शायद डर किसी के मन में नहीं बस्ता...
By Sneh Jyoti Chaprana
मेरे दोस्त मेरी ग़ज़ल के लिए भी
एक ग़ज़ल कह दो
By Muskan Chopra
तेरे नूर के शीशे से दूर किस आफताब की आक्रोश मैं लिपटे चाँद को निहारूँ
तू रूह को छू ले ऐसी ख्वाहिश मैं अपना वक्त गुजारूं
By Iqbal Ahmad
آسماں کو چھت ، زمیں کو بستر بناتے ہیں
ہم خواب کو نیلام کر سانسیں اگاتے ہیں
By Madhuri Khunt
આ નેટફ્લિક્સ જોતા ન થાકતા જમાના માં
By नोमेश मेश्राम
धरणीपासून दिगंतराशी
ऐलतीर ते पैलतीराशी
By Jayasree J
அன்பிற்கும் உண்டோ அடைக்கும் தாழ்!
இது வள்ளுவரின் வாக்கு மட்டுமல்ல
உலக உயிர்களின் உன்னத உணர்வு!
By Heer Nimavat
માર પરભુને ફૂટી નારંગી પાંખ
અમાર કેવા કેવા તે સદભાગ
By Mohini Meshram
अवघड जातयं ना सगळं?
By Jahnabi Mandal
হে অপরিচিত শিল্পী তুমি,
কবে কোন যুগে, কোন মুহুর্তে
By Nikhil Tewari
में हूँ शोषण मीडिया।
में मानसिक दिवालियापन हूँ
By Karthikeyan Swaminathan
சிலரோடு பேசப் பிடிக்கும்
சிலர் பேசிக் கேட்கப் பிடிக்கும்
By Careen Alma Lakadong
The clock moved forward,
Skipping a lifetime of meant to be memories.
By Jyoti Sharma
ये दुनियाँ इतनी नकली क्यों हैं...
ये दुनियाँ इतनी मतलबी क्यों हैं...
By Sitharaam Jayakumar
I stood waist-deep in the waters,
Of the raging sea on a rainy day.
By Menaka Heisnam
Far yet in the nearest
Was a valley that lies silent
By Pratibha Badgal
The gold of zari on my Banarasi silk saree,
The silver of my payal and the summery ease of my chikankari,
By Sambhavi Jha
Her love was steadfast, but she loved to keep me on my toes
By Hafsa Ahmed
I dream of a world of peace
Where everyone is treated equally
