By Swastik Shekhar Sarkar
In perceptions,
They knead reality with their own hands,
Before it kills them.
For lies keep us sane
From the profound madness of truth.
Then, often I awe
At art's audacity,
In gracefully stripping bare
Their wishful "reality".
By Swastik Shekhar Sarkar
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