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By Rohit Karir
Above your head are petals of cloudssoft like mascarpone cream
By Rashmi Chhabariya
शरद पूर्णिमा की रात्रि आई,रास रचने कृष्ण संग राधा आई
By Jyoti Thakur
There once was a girl the world cast aside,She searched for love with no one to confide.
By Mamata Dash
ନଈ ସେପାରିରୁ, ତୁମ ଗାଁ ନାଉରୀନାଆ ବାହି ଯେବେ ଆସେ
By Vipul Saini
I am blessed to be born in this great nation,A sacred land beyond imagination.
By Dr Mini Palathingal Narayanan
इक् सा कीटाणु, जो नहीं दिखती इस तरह है, इस की गति
By Apele Mero
I was born a poor man,Sent away from home
By Shivangi Panthi
माना के बड़ा गलत, तुम्हारे साथ हो रहा।पर जरा तुम याद करो, सही भी बड़ा कुछ हुआ
By Tasneem Nasrulla
At what age did she wear the crown of womanhood?I guess it was at a tender age with the arising of the menstrual cycle mood
By Dipali Jagdish Jogdand
It's very difficult to fight..With the thieves you know might....
By Neha Bhardwaj Tiwari
Forgotten how it felt to be lovedforgotten how it felt to have butterflies,
By Arka Jyoti Roy
Once filled with comforting voices,Abuzz with news and gossip;
By Mridul Jain
Thankyou thankyou thankyou I want to say thankyou.
By Suseela E V Edathadan
O My PapaI stared you go, stars in eyes
By Dr Sajid Premi
महीने तीस के इकतीस के हैं
By Dr Sana Ali
चाँदनी की ओट में कोई रोता है,चुपके से तकिये में चेहरा धोता है।
By Vinod Chadha
नारी क्या है
जब विधाता ने
By Sushma Saxena
मां बना लेती है खाना,कहीं भी जला लेती है चूल्हा
By Umang Rai
Project Ramayana: Blueprint for the Fusion of the Pindaric Ode and the Sestina
By Amandeep Kaur
Where souls are lovedand hearts are pure
By Akansha Chachra
नव-पीढ़ी की धरोहर – स्वर्णिम भारत
भारत की माटी कहे पुकार,
By Simranjit Singh Arora
I am the Spirit that dances unseen, A phantom of fortune in realms far deep
By Kuldeep Kapoor
शून्यता ही सूक्ष्म हैशून्यता विराट है
By Moitreyee Esh Choudhury
Bury me in the flower fieldAmong a thousand daisies
By Shashi Sharma
साहिल पर खड़े खड़े जब नरमी से लहरें आकर
By Aparna Dhyani
A curse she was never allowed to blame on anyone.Something felt wrong inside—but why?
By Shuvashree Chowdhury
After breakfast at the hotel in Pahalgam we drove to the foothills of Baisaran —
By Welsing Hanse
Your voices are bold and loud
By Jeeva Thomas
പുലർകാല തൊടിയിലെ കിളിപ്പാട്ടിനൊപ്പം മറിക്കുന്ന പത്രത്താളിൻ മൃദുമർമ്മരം
By Stuti Goyal
Unimaginable things takes place
