Poetry

By Hiranmayi Anukul The fruits of endeavour aren’t picked but shrewd, Come with flaws but consist the truth. Have vicious lungs to breathe, They take not a breath but a yelping leap. They climb the climb, they find the sought, But when they reach, have their efforts been caught? When these fruits reach their sought after goal, Can that handful of strain cause them to fold? Ambition’s wrath — it can’t be ignored, “There’s too much!” they say, too many open doors. There’s too m

By Sanjay एक डाल पर तोता बैठा, खोज रहा था मैना। आज नजर वो आई है एक ब्यूटीफुल हसीना। देखके रूप का जलवा उसके छीन गया मेरा चैना। बार बार दिल ये पुकारे, तुझे ही बनाऊ मेरी मैना। मेरी मैना, ओ मेरी मैना। झलक न पाऊं तेरी तो अब मिले ना मन को चैना। लगता नहीं दिल कहीं अब तो, दोस्तो में भी नहीं है रहना। और ना कोई भाए दिल को, चाहे हो ऐश्वर्या, आलिया या कैटरीना। अब दूरी सही न जाए, आजा पूरी करदे तमन्ना। मेरी मैना, ओ मेरी मैना। बाइक पे ना बिठाऊं किसीको, तेरे लिए रखी है ना।  लॉन्ग राइड पे ले

By Vikasini. Y In the realm where truths reside, A smile oft conceals what lies inside, A delicate dance of artifice and guile, A tender mask, a beautiful smile. Like a picture-perfect scene in a play, A deceptive guise, an act on display, For behind those lips, a story lies, Elusive secrets, veiled in disguise. Beneath the warmth that the smile imparts, Lies a world unseen, where darkness starts, A labyrinth of sorrows, hidden behind, An intricate web, the mind's design. Bew

By Vikasini. Y Living with people in the world of love and hate, One person, strong yet tender, known for her uncommon kindness, Vivid and vague aren't my memories of her, Everytime I look in the mirror, I remember her. 'Ye should love yourself.', she told me. On a winter night, her face as a late winter's moon. Unselfish was she, and it Readily made me listen to her. Sanguine and serene was she and taught me to Embrace my flaws on a winter night. Loving myself was the best t

By Rudra Mitra কালের দুর্ভাগ্যে প্রতারিত, আমি- ও রাজ্যচ্যুত এক রাজপুত্র। রাজদণ্ডের পরিবর্তে, এক রক্তিম গোলপ হাতে হেঁটে চলেছি দিশা-হারা হয়ে। অজানা অসীম জীবন পথের সন্ধানে, চালকবিহীন এক পথিকের বেশে। পাথেয় কেবল- অন্তর অদুরের থেকে ভেসে আসা ক্ষীণ বেহালার সুর। পাও যদি খুঁজে এর মর্মসার নির্দিধায় আসতে পার কাছে আমার। আমি আছি, থাকব তোমার অপেক্ষায়। জানি যদিও, হবে না কোনোদিন তোমার ঐশ্বর্য বিহীন এ দরিদ্র মহারাজকে দরকার। তবুও রাখলাম বাড়িয়ে এ হাত আমার। হয়তো তোমায় পারবনা বসাতে স্বর্ণসিংহাসনে,

By Rudra Mitra ভালোবাসা কি তবে এতটাই সহজ? হাত ধরলেই কি সব দুঃখ ফুরায়! না- কি অশ্রুর ভেজা রাতে নিঃশব্দে জেগে ওঠে অঙ্গীকার? প্রথম দেখা, প্রথম  আবেগ ভরা  স্পর্শে — হৃদয়ে  প্রস্ফুটিত হয় অনন্ত স্বপ্ন। তবে  সময়ের স্রোত প্রশ্ন  করে— আছে কি  আস্থা ? ধৈর্য আছে? ভালোবাসা মানে শুধু নয় চোখে চোখ রাখা, আবার  নয়  শুধু  শরীরের  ভাষা  ভালোবাসা মানে ঝড়ের রাতেও একসাথে থাকার প্রতিশ্রুতি, অটুট আস্থার ভরসা। খুব সহজ মনে হয় শুরুটা, কিন্তু কঠিন তার পথচলা। তবু এই কঠিনের মধ্যেই লুকিয়ে আছে — ভালোবাসার 

By Rudra Mitra শরৎ-এর আকাশে যখন সাদা মেঘ ধরনীতে নামে প্রেমের আবেগ। ভোরের বেলা শিউলি যখন ফোটে তোমার ঘ্রাণে মন মেতে ওঠে। প্রেম জাগে, প্রতিটা নিঃশ্বাসে- চারিদিক যখন কুয়াশায় ঢাকে, তোমার স্পর্শে হৃদয় জাগে। শিশির ভেজা নরম ঘাসে যখন তুমি আসো নীরব পায়ে, গোপন অভিসারে- তোমার হাসিতে মিঠে রোদ ঝরে। মনে হয়, ছুটে যাই তোমার হাত ধরে মাঠের আল ধরে, কাশ ফুলের বনে । উত্তরের দমকা হাওয়ায়, কাশ বোন দোলে আর মনের গোপন বক্ষ, ব্যাকুল করে তোলে! চোখের স্নিগ্ধতায় এক অচেনা সুর ভাসে হৃদয় জুড়ে প্রেমের

By Kavya Mehta In the garden of love and logic, This rose revolves- She spins with a lovelorn heart, Pulled by distant suns. Once in a rare blue moon, She leads a dance of ache and loss, A dart flies down the pathway of desire, And I- Venus, goddess of love- Feel madness stir within my chest. Love sang once, But now it stings; It stings as I sink Deeper, And deeper still. I played at Cupid’s bow, Unseeing that all arrows Pointed straight at me. Yet it was you, Striking throug

By Dr. Hari Mohan Saxena इक दिन  मुझको सपना आया देश ने राजा मुझे बनाया, सिर पर मेरे मुकुट सजाया सिँहासन पर मुझे बिठाया। मैंने भी संघोल उठाया करा दण्डवत, शीश नवाया, रज को भी माथे से लगाया जनहित का बीड़ा भी उठाया। नहीं देश से हो गददारी देशभक्त बनें नर नारी, जैसे यह फरमान सुनाया गद्दारों को चक्कर आया। झूठ फ़रेब और बेईमानी नहीं चलेगी अब मनमानी, अत्याचारी नहीं बचेगा न्याय सुरक्षा देना होगा। प्रेम देश से नहीं करेगा वह इस देश में नहीं रहेगा, देश में रहकर हमें डसेगा देश उसे अब नहीं सहे

By Anurag Pathapally అదిగోచూడు అదిగోచూడు అక్కడే ఉన్నాడు వాడు నిశ పొరల సమీక్షమై నిరపరాదినని, నెత్తురు కక్కుతూ విషపు కర్కాటకునిలాంటి కోరల నాల్కను బయటికి తీస్తూ, ఏడుస్తూ, రోదిస్తూ నిలవలేక పడిపోతున్నాడు చూడు అదిగో అదిగో అటుకాడు ఇటు చూడు, కుడి కాదు ఎడమవైపు ఆ ఆ అక్కడే ఉన్నాడు వాడు కంపట బుద్ధి కలిగి, కలి ప్రవేశించి కలకాలాల నుండి మనల్ని వేదిస్తున్నాడు మొర వినని మనిషి దొరని దోచే దొంగ సైంధవ గుణచరుడు శకునికి గురువుడు చూడు వాడిని సరిగ్గా చూడు వాడిని కుళ్ళిపోయిన కంటిగుడ్డు నుండి రుధిరజ్వా

By Dr. Hari Mohan Saxena समय की कीमत तुम पहचानो समय बड़ा शक्तिशाली है, दिन का खूब उजाला देखो रात अँधेरी काली है। समय ने कुछ साम्राज्य बनाए देकर वैभव शीर्ष चढ़ाए, डंके सदियों तक बजवाए उनके अंत भी इक दिन आए। राजा और महाराजा आए राज्य बढ़ा दुनिया पर छाए, काल उन्हें भी इक दिन खाए धीरे धीरे जग बिसराए। जो आया है वो जाएगा युवा वृद्ध भी हो जाएगा, किसने यहाँ अमरता पाई मौत सभी की इक दिन आई। समय ने छीनी माया सारी बचे नहीं कोई नर नारी, हीरे मोती से तुलते थे ऐसे नृप भी बने भिखारी। तजो गर्व सम

By Sayali Sawant In empyreal realms where night dissolves, A radiant presence vast revolves; A sovereign forged of astral flame, Conceals her truth, yet whispers her name. Her breath descends in orphic streams, Enkindling hearts with shadowed dreams; In every hush, her cadence lies, A secret hymn through veiled disguise. She treads the firmament’s arcane span, Where constellations weave their plan; Her wisdom flows in ciphered lore, A silent tide along hidden shores. Thus sta

By Nakul Balar That one talkative boy in the class,in his home and in the society   Started to get hated by everyone finally came across the sad reality  Confused by the situation of this fake environment  Finds out that he is nothing but a disappointment  Still thought he could survive in this world and would somehow be fine  But never knew that thinking this in this cruel world would be his biggest crime  Talking to everyone as a friend got hit by thoughts in his head Reali

By Nakul Balar Today I went to a quiet little lake, Troubled by the world, took a short break. The waves, the sky, the mountains grand, There's everything but not your hand. As I was mesmerized by the warmth of the sun, I missed your warm hands, nowhere to run. At the moment I got hit by the cool soft breeze, Made me remember the feeling of our first kiss. I had this feeling that I wasn't the only, The clouds above me were just as lonely. Each wave coming towards me so clear,

By Ritu Borah Tell Improve that its general flag dissents : No internal rebellion ! , just truth I must be thus — This form ! — nothing less , and nowhere more. Nobody should gift me a shroud when I become nothing but me. This is no technical glitch ; I am a free verse telling my story , Truly, for my heart at last . Beneath everything, Poor me, the prism of emotions' high and low, a half-world, half light phantom , Probably alive in an alien ship's cosmic Carol, through a le

By Sibani Mohanty Sitting by the calm sea,  Sipping the morning tea,  I recall the life we spent beside each other.  Perhaps, if ghosts truely existed,  We could share more days and nights, A few more words, giggles and fights.  But now I am just diving deep into my reminiscence of yours,  Always wishing a little magic to bring you back,  You would laugh and say "death was kind enough to you to get rid of me",  But it was cruel to just take you alone with him.  A fe

By Treesa Mariyam Varghese I need it ,wished the heart You can’t said the brain Let me try, she  said to him You  can’t said the brain again Why not? Asked the heart What if?  you   fail, they scold and everyone laughs? She tried, She failed. Heart cried ,Brain felt. Am I feckless?asked the heart, No risk to you,that’s all I wish said the brain. All we wish is on the other side, Swim through it is the only way, What if we drown? asked the brain You can see the world down ther

By Ritisha Ekka It was December, and our world lived inside a tiny screen, A group of four — three girls in 8th grade and one boy in 9th — our secret routine. We texted till midnight, sent memes, laughed without end, He was the senior in the group, to me just a friend.  What I didn’t know was that behind every late-night reply, He liked me deeply, though I never caught his eye. We both loved cricket, shared dreams about the game, But I thought he was just flirting, the way he

By Nazia Perween आख़िरी बार ममलो, तो य ूँकि सोज़-ए-दिल राख हो जाए। िोई और तिाज़ा न रहे, जलते वािे न रहे, ज़ख़्म-ए-तमन्ना न रहे। संग-ए-हज़ार रंज-ओ-ग़म िा इतना तिाज़ा हो, वो इज़्जज़तों िो लपेट आज़ार बन ममट जाए। आूँख उठाएूँ िोई उम्मीि तो आूँखें छिन जाएूँ; वो लुटे अश्िों सेन प िे कि एि और मुलाकात िी राह ममल जाए। अब न हो जोश-ए-जुन ूँिा, न दहलाित िा वक़्त; अब न तल़्िी-ए-मशिवा िा, न मशिायत िा वक़्त। लुट चुिी हैशहर-ए-िआु ओं िी हर बसीरत; अब तो िामन-ए-शब-ओ-ग़म िो फ़कत लह िा छनशान चादहए

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