Poem

By Surya Roy This tale is about,  Two soles wishing to be a pair,  Some unique scenarios in each affair,  These "some" are what life is,...

By Nikhil Tandon “कलयुग के इस काल में न कोई राम न कोई सीता न कोई कृष्ण न कोई मीरा अब श्रवण सा कोई पुत्र नहीं न दशरथ सा कोई अब पिता कहीं...

By Nikhil Tandon "उसे मुस्कुराना पसंद है, मुझे हंसती हुई वो उसे झुमके पसंद हैं मुझे उन झुमकों में इठलाती हुई वो उसे मेहंदी पसंद है,...

By Nikhil Tandon “एक सुबह ऐसी भी होगी जब हम नज़र न आएंगे भोर होगी सांझ होगी वही गुप्प अंधेरी रात होगी रोज़ाना वाली हर बात होगी...

By Nikhil Tandon “मैं मुक्त मुसाफ़िर है जिसकी बस एक छोटी सी अभिलाषा पंख फैलाए एक पक्षी सा उन्मुक्त गगन में मैं उड़ जाऊं...

By Nikhil Tandon “मैं चुप चुप सा रहने वाला वो है बहुत बातूनी सी मैं मीठा हूं गुड़ जैसा वो हरी मिर्च है तीखी सी मैं बर्फ़ जैसा शीतल सा...

By Nikhil Tandon “एक चांदनी रात ऐसी भी होगी कि तारे भी होंगे और बरसात होगी अंधियारा होगा और रात रोशन भी होगी कि एक चांदनी रात ऐसी भी होगी...

By Nikhil Tandon "ऐ सब्र तू मुझे कितना आज़माएगा, थोड़ा मैं बिखरा सही अंदर से टूटा सही, पर अब तलक मैं ख़ाक में मिला नहीं, अभी ख़ुद से ही मैं...

By Nikhil Tandon "स्तंभ हो आधार हो, कुटुंब की तुम शान हो बाधाओं से रुके न जो, रुक कर भी थमें न जो वो किरदार बेमिसाल हो...

By Nikhil Tandon "वो थोड़ी शर्मीली सी है तो थोड़ी शरारती सी भी, थोड़ी मिश्री सी मीठी है तो थोड़ी मिर्ची सी तीखी भी, उसमें अदाएं भी हैं...

By Nikhil Tandon "एक शहर था जो अपना था, शहर में एक गली थी जहां सब अपने थे, गली का वो आख़िरी मकान हां वही तो मेरा घर था,...

By Sarah Khan Somewhere up shit’s creek in a barbed wire canoe, Looking up at the sky with appealing eyes Her breaths got faster. And...

By Sarah Khan Listen to the brave story of India A historical tale you heard by no media When Britishers would control India's rule Here...

By Sarah Khan The hands that write, grow old one day But the written words don’t change The colours that paint fade away But the painting...

By Sarah Khan I used to wait for the rain Not hopeless but perspired, Washed me, The raindrops, Fresh and wild Longing for the barren...

By Sarah Khan The past may torture me, evoke and arise The future might threaten maybe once or twice But if I make up my mind so hard...

By Sarah Khan O ye that dwell on the globe With same bones and anatomy And blood that flows within Tis thru one heart in thee The torture...

By Sarah Khan One tiny creature, we can't even see it More dead than alive on the non-living surface Never did I imagine, how it could...

By Gayatri Tadlimbekar By Gayatri Tadlimbekar

By Sven Aranha A passionate crash, Slowly retreating blue, You'd crash crash again, only to move back for the 43rd time now, I can't get...