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By Manish Kadave
In the midst of darknessI saw my demons growlFearing to face them
By Dolly Ahuja
बहती हवा से कह दोसताए न यूँ हमकोसनम तो हैं बेख़बर
By Divya AThey’ll say their light is brighter,their path more finely drawn,
By Mayukh DuttaA lake or a sea,Dark, violet, sky.I try to survive.
By Shreya BakshiI strolling through the graveyardTraversing the mushy road,
By Amarnath AnnathurTime, time running fast!Where did you begin your first blast?
By Shivani G NExistence in her Presence!Even the skies fell for her grace,
By Shailesh ShivakumarWe were baited—worm-hungry fishesdrawn to the glass skin of gods,
By Kenisha JoshiOh dear ivyMy dear ivy
By Bendang Lkr
1) How I yearn to sit in solitude,A space unbound by frames or pretence,
By Badak Yomgam
It's hard to speak of my Shadow's art,A mirrored self, yet opposite apart.
By Kalavathy.L Lakshmi Narayanan
Life is not a short storyIt is like windows in computer
By Amit Goel
ऐषा मम धन्य माता जय जननी जनमात्री ।
By Mitul Suhane
कहकहों में सखियाँ हँसने लगी,बलाईयों में चूड़ियाँ बजने लगी,
By Sweta Mohapatra
If Love is a colour, I am WaterIf Love is a creature, I am it’s long lost master.
By Rajiv KhandelwalLife is predictableIt returnsTo where it started
By Yeamanur KhatunWe’ve seen and done the worse,A homicidal worst – ’ve murdered the
By Vivek D Joshiबंदूकीचे आवाज झालेबंद झाले गाव,दुकाने
By Daksh SinghDisturbance in the meadows,Who have come to pry?
By Anamika A
I remember her, as I do rememberour mango tree in the backyard
By Sneha Verma
For thee be my love, dear angel of Heaven,The gilded passions of divine love be thy nourishment.
By Antara BanerjeeThe moon is just like us,very human, very moody.Some days radiating with joy,
By Kabeer BansalLife is like a candle,A dancing flame, burning bright, Seems endless, but fades from...
By Laxmi Kantan Goraiজানি কভু পাবনাকো,তোমায় আবার ফিরে।
By Rakshit Mishraमज़दूर हैं हम साहबमजबूरी है हमारी बहुत मज़बूत,
By S T Selve SinghMost beautiful happenings ‘nmost profound statements are
By Rishank KumarHere I stand upon agleam of despair.The crossroads call onto me,
By Garima ChhillarCHAPTER-1 (THE BROKEN DREAM)Behind the radiating gleam,
By Nisha PatelListen, you!You are listening, right?Many times,
By Ruthvika KamarajugaddaI travel all dayWith a flame of desire, to devour
