By Anirudh Chopra
Pump of a gun and blistered skin,
with a grotesque face half of which was burnt
Pretending she heard nothing,
left the barn with a smile
To the westward South park
where little kids cry.
She who lived a marvelous life
Now her beauty was gone her relations destroyed
Had nothing to do except to pry…
By Anirudh Chopra
By Ankita जिनको खुश रखने क लिए मर रहे है वो एक पल नहीं लगाएंगे भूलने में यादें और नाम भी घुल जायेंगे वक़्त के साथ और हम भटकते रहेंगे अपनी ही तलाश में, फिर मांगना एक और मौका ज़िंदगी का और फिर से भूल जाना
By Gagan Dhingra Thought / Brief of Poem. This poem is for a sister from brother side, whose sister is living in abroad and she comes to meet her brother once in 2-3 years and most of time brother and