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By Babita SharmaThe tree I was born from dropped me when I was raw and green,The tree that was supposed....
By Khyati PareekTum mujhse milne aate ho,Aur hamesha dehleez pe hi thaher jaate ho,Uss muskurahat ke...
By Mehfooz Raza Hussain
कांटों भरा सफर है, यह तो ज़माने ने बता दिया।तो मां ने भी दामन बिछाकर रास्ता बना दिया।
By Swastika De
Yes, loneliness — repossessing the self’s cavitationBy transcendence of individuation.
By Nilabha Sharma
I was buried beneath the wallThe wall of eucalyptus trees.
By Monideepa Chowdhury
The placid mind with its tinge of feelingsindescribable, impalpable.
By Erika laskarIt started with the phone call that I thought I would never receive. The monotonous...
By Sudha Rathorपत्तों के कंधों पर बैठीसकुचाई सी धूप
By Aryama MukherjeeI and my shadow,My shadow and I ,Burns too bright for the world to...
By Khushi Ramਬੂੰਦਾ ਬਾਂਦੀ ਅੰਬਰਾਂ ਚੋਂ------‐---ਗੀਤ--------- ਮਾੜੀ ਮੋਟੀ ਗੱਲ ਤੇ ਨਾ ਅੱਥਰੂ
By Gayathri SudheeshAn aggressive sprawl,Wings of despondence, yearning to crawl,Utter despair weaving a translucent tapestry..
By Dikshitha KedhariEveryone around her was a straight line Drawn by a perfectionist. a perfect man.
By Arushee ShindeIt gnaws and scratches, your heart’s in pieces now,Splattered on the ground, it shrinks...
By Snehalata Panigrahiमुझे मेरी माँ से बेहद प्यार है,भले ही उनके लोरी गुन-गुनाना मुझे याद नहीं,
By Veena Dabas
हँसते गाते बीत गए ये पल, कुछ लम्हे बिखरे, कुछ यादें सिमटी। पर आज इन लम्हों से गुजारिश है, ज़रा थम थम के बिखरे।
By Ahana Sadhu
One summer morning, as the loo was going strong, I didn't care and went to the balcony tostroll around.
By Mehvish
कुसुम खिले, मेघ बोलते थे,पेड़ भी हर्ष से डोलते थे,
By Dipmalika Ghosh
I am proud of the factThat I met you.
Literature taught me life lessons. to live in world’s right way
By Sarita Gupta
भारत की माटी में जन्में इसका कर्ज चुकाना है
By Manya Choudhary
कई कहानियाँ सुनी है हमने, कहानियाँ वीर योद्धाओं की राम के पौरुष का वर्णन जिसमे
By Ashwini Subramanya
Mellow are those dreams in whose arms I sleep,Warm and fuzzy with care, often unhurried and deep
By Advika Joshi
We see celebrities with perfect lives,Their world—a dream we long to realize
By Shweta Kapoor
When we enter the hospital,Who is there to welcome us?
By Srishyam Mangalasseri
दरवाज़े पर दस्तक...अचानक लगा कि तू है
By Zaara Khan
Sweat a bullet of water, sweat an ocean or cry a river. Then deliver a hand, parcel it to africa,
By Jahnavi Gouri Panicker
All alone in the dark, I headed out to the east One hand on the shovel and one hand swaying free
By Gurpreet Kaur Daung
I have been with someone who assured that he loved meMelted I in his arms,I shied
By Christy Joseph
ആശുപത്രിയിൽ രോഗികൾക്ക് കൂട്ടിരുന്നിട്ടുണ്ടോ? മരുന്നിന്റെ മണവും,
By Tushar Mirdha Shain
Went to the market To sell the masks
