Poem

By Nehal Deshmukh Har baar milte hai kahkar iss baar hum sach me mile Itne salo baad bhi aisa lga nhi ki bahut time baad mile Har koi ek...

By Rhishikesh Shinde By Rhishikesh Shinde

By Ritika Singh शाम का आलम था, दरिया का किनारा था, दूर कहीं पानी के उस ओर, सूरज ढला जा रहा था, रेत पर बैठे हम उसे ताक रहे थे, एक अरसे बाद...

By Ritika Singh खुशनुमा था मौसम, बादल थे छाए, सोचा ठंडी हवा में थोड़ी सैर की जाए, निकल गए घर से हाथ में लेकर के छाता, ये कहकर कि बस अभी...

By Rhishikesh Shinde By Rhishikesh Shinde

By Vivaan Khedkar My loved ones stood around me in a circle, but the only one I could see was him His face was thin His smile, so wide...

By Surya No, don’t make me old, Don’t me cold, I see this world, Through the eyes of the girl The cry’s getting louder, Stronger and...

By Vivaan Khedkar What is life? It is nothing but a speck of dust in the vastness of time The universe existed years before I came And it...

By Surya In his playful smile and In an innocent eye She got her chance to see it once! Truly moved by the glimpse, She travelled over...

By Shreya Ghosh Let the blue speak "The wet collision and my first evolution Simultaneous birth of the life forms Gushing through geology...

By Mayank Nahata आई हसीना ऎसी अदाओं में हम तो हुस्न पे फ़िदा हो गए ऎसी मदहोश आँखों पर हम गुमशुदा हो गए खिलाया पिलाया घुमाया उसको कंधे का...

By Mayank Nahata Let me tell you a story today Of a man who had lost his way For every little happiness he got There was sadness, come...

By Shreya Ghosh The echo of brontide stimulated a gentle pitter patter. A red translucent figure was slowly approaching near... Being...

By Mayank Nahata Let me tell you a story today Of a man who had lost his way For every little happiness he got There was sadness, come...

By Shreya Ghosh I stand defeated excrutiated by the struggle. Where shall I find my childhood cries?" The boundless miseries of the...

By Mayank Nahata All I see in front of me is red Maybe it is all the voices in my head Insomnia grabs me by the throat at night As I stay...

By Mayank Nahata This is a story of a beautiful time Merry and winsome like the perfect chime Of two friends beautifully blossoming...

By Shreya Ghosh She was almost drenched in her crimson tide: Although, apparently able to convince herself, the trauma she underwent to...

By Mayank Nahata The world, divided, bound by its own misery Warmth all but lost with its feel only shivery Death and grievances abound...

By Shreya Ghosh I saw my death coming. The repercussions of nature, like a roaring angry tigress. Appalled by the daylight nightmares...