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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
By Alka Kumari
कृति,क्या तुम मेरी सखी बनोगी?मेरे दिल की बात सुनोगी?
By Sariful Islam
আমি একটি শ্রেণিকক্ষের ভেতর দিয়ে হাঁটছিলাম যেখানে বেঞ্চের দুপাশে বসা ছোট ছোট সক্রেটিস
By Navkirat Kaur
अकेलेपन के आगोश में, मैं अक्सर रेहता हूँ,धीमी सी आवाज़ में, मैं अपना घर ढूंढ लेता हूँ।
By Nitish Das
I feel like I am an open book,Half unread, put aside
By Abirami SIt began with the forgetting.Not of names —
By Rajita Pillai
Let them dance in shallow praise,
By Sakhi Bansal
मैं स्वयम् का ही बीता हुआ कालखंड हूँ,स्वयं का ही आगत क्षण हूँ,
By Swaroop Naik
I walked defeated unto the endless ocean - and I pulled up a chair. I pulled up a chair - polished but hard - and stared into the relentless tide.
By Neelam Gilda Soni
मंसूबों पे सभी के जब पड़ गया पानीकुछ यूं हुई बयां इस देश मे वोट की कहानी
By Sreemoyee Chanda
Shin-chan, Oggy, Doraemon -Cartoon laughs now long gone.
By Akhila Kommu
Thank you, Mama.for giving birth to me where I was treated as a slave in the home grave,
By Aarushi Deswal
Never thought an introvert like me,would fall in for himWas he different from everyone?
By Samridhi Malviya
Contemplating on what we want and what we lack, A storm brews within,
By Dr Vidushi Jolly
The age of thirtyMade me feel weak.
By Sukanya Barooah
And when all the external chaos around quietens and calms down,When men of power realises we are both women and men to shame us down,
By Shilpi Duvvuri
he is there here and everywhere She says it and we embrace it
By Monica Sharma
पहले दिन से कर पहल, कर वही तू फिर से कल
By Betsy Mary Binu
Not every glance wounds.Not every stare unsettles.
By Jaini Saraiya
They danced, laughed & cried Together
By Sharmila Chatterjee
इंसान हो , तुम विधाता की देन हो।औरों से अलग अपने को पहचानो ।।
By Gauri Tahmankar
What happened, why it happened, why me? Asked these futile questions all her life
By Shrujan Mapari
Life is like a dark hallwayYou have a lighter.
By Manjusha Dole
With kindness in my heartI straddled upon the crossroads with red and green lights right above my head
By Arkajit Chakraborty
I met her on a sunny day, a day so silent and subtle.Her eyes met mine in the hallway; it was calm and feeble.
By Bidisha Catherina ChowdhuryThe lady on the broom surveys the night skyhovering above the cityat a safe distance from civilization.
By Sharon Mary Kaushal
My soul longs to tell a story to enthral,one to inspire, or one to call.
