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By Yatih Jha
Physical pain never hurts a raped manOr a sexually harassed woman.
By Janaki R
வேப்பமரத்தின் நிழலை வெயில் காட்டும் காயும் வெயிலை குடையால் மறைத்து விட முடியாது
By Daya Tony“Manifest it. Visualise. Feel it close.”But how do I manifest a hug
By Jerry John
Lonesome days in meadow's mist,Wind blowing by the willow's wisp,
By Saieshwari R.
Curly Curly Girly comes with a tiny pony, a lovely dress, shiny eyes, and an innocent smile.
By Kashish Ahuja
किसीने छेड़ी नज़्म तो किसीने छेड़ीं ग़ज़ले।
By Vishal Kanade
दूरियाँ है, पर मीलों तो नहीं...मिट जाएगी, मिलो तो सही...
By Anisha Deshmukh
I turned to an AI chatbot to refine my mail,Another one to design a vision I could only imagine,
By Dr. Prerana Sarma
My dreams' silhouette Brushed on a blank diary
By Krithika Sudarsanam
Man does all things after a very deep thinkThro' God given excellent brain that causes occasional drain.
By Shreya Pandey
The first cry satiated with a smile which was narrower than the one registeredpreviously.
By Tanushree Kar
The penumbra of the mauve Hellebore,called to me from a distance.
By Prapti Bhuyan
A firefly resides In the tiny atoms of a burnt soulIt shines, flickers, goes dark
By Sarah Chhawchharia
इस आरक्षित देश में,बहुत कठिन है स्त्री होनानदियों में पानी की जगह
By Akash Sharma
A single soul under a thousand twinklers,Dots that embellish the dark blue.
By Vasudha Navani
I was lost in the moment Caught in the whirlwind of emotionsMy eyes befell on a stranger as he came in sight
By Hridaan Binal Patel
My Archie is a loyal friend with fur so bright,A wagging tail, a joyful sight.
By Kislay Mishra
मैं अक्सर चढ़ता हूँ वैशाली से।भीड़ कम होती है, सीटें अक्सर ख़ाली।
By Smitha T G
With the heatwave mother earth burningBurning like phoenix bird
By Mamta Hoodaएक पतंगिया पतंग उड़ाए,पतंग लहराए, और खूब इतराए।
By Chhavi Kaushik
एक शख्स अंजना सा, कुछ-कुछ जाना-पहचाना सा,निगाहें मिलाकर ख्वाब सजा जाता है ।
By Shailendra Yadav
Thinking about life and the lost freedom,sitting in an enclosure of walls,
By Madhulika Saxena
मैं नहीं गुज़रने देता हूँमैं बाँध समय को लेता हूँ,
By Utpal Chandra Das
পঞ্চম শ্রেণির প্রাজ্ঞ বড় হয়ে হতে চায় পাইলট,
By Jaya Nair
If I had found myself in the same mountain slope as you
By Bhavvaya Auddy
I’ll make you love me,be whoever i have to be
By Poonam SinghWith dreams in our eyes and folklores in our hearts, We embarked on our journey to the land of Buddha and sweetness of tarts.
By Shilpa Manoj
I stood on the couch with a gleam in my eye,The next one across was my target to try.
By Manisha Ghoshal
सपना!हाँ, यही तो नाम है उसका |देखा था मात-पिता ने उसके, एक सपना
By Laudeep Singh
She once wrote mea letterhandwritten in blue inksmudged as if folded
