Poem

By Nayanika Bhatia A decade has passed, She returns to me again faintly, The tall girl in the first row, A dutchwoman, who appeared at...

By Shashwat Thakur You tell me that you hate me But you tell 'em that you miss me. Your love wanders in intermittence. I am in...

By Shashwat Thakur Your eyes spoke in secrecy And I noticed the nuances Of your love in its entirety. The wind of sudden change Blew away...

By Jiana Shah Stolen childhoods seeped through the gaps of our heart. How we wished for life only after we grew up. Running from the peak...

By Jiana Shah Out there we lay on the lush fields giggling and laughing about, oblivious of what the future yields. The leaves began to...

By Noor E Ayesha Little Match Girl On A Journey Of Life,  Selling Matchsticks With No Luck All The While, So Fragile, so Timid Yet So...

By Manisha Chauhan By Manisha Chauhan

By Manisha Chauhan By Manisha Chauhan

By Angshita No one had told me Where was Heaven’s path Thus I could fly there. Hence, I chose to fall Rather than be in Hell. My wings...

By Angshita Once the rose was white And the fingers picked the petals. So, the rose had prayed And the thorns guarded her. But, the blood...

By Angshita After telling so many lies And forgetting the path of fireflies, I wander in the darkness – alive But dead inside. By Angshita

By Irtiqua Muzaffar Your my art darling  Your belong to my soul bottom of heart Your my words, which flow over the sheets  to unfilled...

By Irtiqua Muzaffar I'm gathering people for my funeral, Tears for my last pale body. Those I know, will they come at last? Did I spend...

By Aliefya Hafiz By Aliefya Hafiz

By Gurveer Singh Sandhu On a Day of Resentful Sorrow, A little happiness I could borrow. Met a Man, his name was ‘Dwight’, Shining sun...

By Kristiparna Deka By Kristiparna Deka

By Asmie I’m sitting here, not too far, Glancing at you, you flutter so beautifully in the air. You shine so perfectly, can’t help but...

By Asmie I was here, aching, for a final glimpse. A barrage of deception – was anything real? I was here, yearning, for a fleeting...

By Praharsh Pranay The autumn flower blooms To live a cold breath. Blooms next to that old tomb, A gentle tug at the cloak of death… The...

By Dipshikha Das A Gen Z's mind the tree of life is made up of three p's Patience,  passion and productivity Gen z do they really capture...