It was a fine spring day, the ripe fruits hung peacefully from the bosoms of the mother tree, the birds sang songs which were impregnated in their mind with seeds of euphoria. These natural wonders witnessed everyday a small girl of age 7 or 8 walking joyfully on the uneven, naked Read More...
Published on Mar 24,2020 09:59 PM
By
Adrija Mukherjee (Amaranthine) in
Poetry |
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Most of the people in the world seek heaven,
Some are daring enough to even seek hell,
But on this very earth I have seen men turn into angels
And experienced wars making devils as well.
(Oh ! Show me a place as paradox as life!)
All belonging in this world wants to take the road of fame
But Read More...
Published on Mar 24,2020 09:31 PM
By
Adrija Mukherjee (Amaranthine) in
Poetry |
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Today I climbed the terrace
With a plate of delicacies in my hand
All made by me alone.
It's the highest I could climb, farthest I could go.
I kept the plate aside as the wind brushed through my hair over the dried sweat of my scalp,
And I realised that I am not free to go anywhere like the wind, I Read More...
Published on Mar 23,2020 10:28 PM
