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By Yogesh Gairola
स्मृति की अद्भुत अभिव्यक्ति गाँव मेरा याद आया है,मैं और मेरा बचपन उन गलियों में फिर भरमाया है।
By KM Vidya
सबने पनाह ली उस दरख़्त की,ना देखा उसको धूप लगी है क्या?
By Aryaveer Naya
क्यों डूबा है खयालों में, खयालों में रखा क्या हैदूर तो चाँद भी हमेशा सितारों से रहा है
By Priya Sufi
कहां से शुरू करूंतुम्हारी जय यात्रा
By Aditya Kant Shrivastava
जनम तूने पाया है।चौथे दर्ज़े में आया है।
By Jyoti Sharma
जीवन कहता चलते जाना बीते पल मुड़ नहीं आना
By Rajani Suryanarayana
The choices we make now,are seeds sown in the garden of fate
By Devansh Dutt
मैं कई सालों से सन्नाटे की तलाश कर रहा हूं.. पर मेरे हाथ आया है तो सिर्फ शोर
By Prerna Kapahi
Have you ever held something too tight,Knowing it would still slip away?
By Yogender K Singh
नौकरी का था जब मैं गुलाम, दुनिया करती थी मुझे सलाम
By Yogender Singh
A child who told himself, yes he can,Meet the lonely man
By Om Prakash Shukla
थके नहींबढ़े चलेंपग डगमग न हो
By Rafiya Sayeed
Test me like a task, a challenge, a chancefor I fall in ignorance, I trance, I trance.
By Parnita Richhariya
Many a times a dayI seem to lose my way
By Ardra K
I watch as she planted the seed,Her tiny hands working hard
By Sankar Kumar Dey
Rainy night,this city is sad
By Parul Singh
I saw you today..Yes! it was you..!
By Susan Kurien
These my knees had once buoyed me byAs I hopped and skipped and jumped
By Aleena Kashif
Two lies and no truthHad me confused
By Bhanu Pratap
Instead of anger, I choze to remain bereft Because I wanted to keep our platonic relation intact
By Devoshmita Chatterjee
From the old wrinkly books to the most modern philosophies.We found many answers and different, difficult prophecies.
By Anuradha Gupta
Last night I opened the closet,To clear the clutter
By Nitin Sharma
ये वृक्ष जो हो देखतेविराट से खड़े हुए
By Manya Verma
When it’s time to leave?Let me give a reality, check and brief
By Kshitij Sharma
Once death disguised himself as a pauper, feeling whimsy,And forgot all about it, his memory ever so flimsy
By Sanjana Makkar
Toiling, charging at the domicile,mundane and a tad tardy
By Shyla George
We have targets to meet and promises to keep:March is our nightmare
By Suruchi Gautam
ये बेमौसम की बारिश संग कई संदेसे लाती है
By Kumar Vivek
इन सपनों के गलियारों में ,जब जब पीपल की छाँव मिली
By Snehjyoti Chaprana
शादी की जब बात चली तो लाखों सवाल उठने लगे
