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By Shiva Sharma Akalwadi
My teeth have grown in the last 165 days
They are the size of wolf claws now
All titanium like
By Laisha Agarwal
The rose of love, so soft so sweet, Where two passionate souls meet, The essence of love is all we need
By Siya K Barshikar
Once there was a girl called Sionwho was as fierce as a lion. But her little sister littonwas a cute little kitten.
By Sabina Anand
There are times when words just jump out of my pen and follow my train of thought smoothly.Some days I sit for hours looking
By Lorraine Antony
In the realm of my heart, a flame burns bright,A longing for love that’s pure, true, and in sight.
By Shanaya Mehta
Sparkling eyes, laughter and cheerChristmas carols and a fat reindeer.Laughter echoing, hands held tightClinking glasses in the bright candlelight.
By Mottakinur Rahman
Because the past exists, I may return— not as a ghost, but ember's afterglow,
By Sara Gupta
My dear friend, today feels like a heavy weight.Not surprised, are we? It's the same old fate.Words often stumble, but with you, they find a way
By Kanishka Lohia
Your amiss smile has bewitched me; taken me places that I haven’t seen.You cast upon me a brusque grin,
By Radhika Oberoi
Erstwhile collector of handwriting:
convent-school cursive or
marching battalions of alphabets or
By Nidhi Kumari
I am a builder or you could call me a sufferer, Skyscrapers standing straight licking the sun and burning my skin.
By Manish Veeramani
And suddenly today my life has come to an end, They blasted me off just because I wouldn’t ever bend.
By Betty Jacob
She still folds his shirts. Not because she believes he'll return, but because her hands don’t know
खूबसूरत हो,
आयने की नज़रों से जब खुद को देखा तो
आयना बोल उठा-खूबसूरत हो
By Ekta Ingle
I wonder if my father's death shaped me as a person,Or if I'm just being emotional.Sometimes I wonder: what if it was my fault?
Spend time with you,
It’s all I’d do;
I’d ask for nothing much,
By Adeeba Shaheen
He looked down to this nasty worldWhich He named as 'Earth'.He knew He never made it this way,
ज़िंदगी ने बहुत कुछ दिया …
और बहुत कुछ छीना,
When a mother goes by
Does she turn back to see?
Her children, she left behind
Bala Sreedevi
I looked at him lying still in the glass box. Wait, I can see him blinking his eyes. Let’s take him out, he’s still alive.
Neha Nayal
One day while dusting, I found someone interesting.
Krishna Chakravarty
Some wishful words on a paper And an upturned bottle of ink Sits in dread of the bearer of doom A pretty lady in pink
Nirupam K. Sinha
The bird birdcaged is a fish fluttering in circles.
Parveen Banu
Due to the arrogance of someone's invasion, they’ve lost everything— now they stand in line for food— the kings of those land.
Lakshmi Krishna
A toddler saw an infant, Was amazed in an instant; "Mama,what is this creature?" "Quiet ! now I can't lecture".
Anindita Ghosh
When I met you for the first time it was a meeting of an unusual kind I did not know who you were yet, you stood strong, powerful and full of airs
Akanksha Pandey
The TRUTH that has always been faded or circumvented. It is unfortunately the most……⏭️ bEAUtIfUl⏪
Sridevi Sudheer
My childhood friend, an innocent, tender hearted old man, around seventy.
Oo! Maa.....
Uff! The startling jerk
That sprang me out of the nap.
By Divya Vikas Kaul
हे शिव ! क्या तुम आओगे? इस कलयुग में जीने को, बोलो, क्या फिर आ पाओगे?? एक बार और हलाहल पीने को?
