Poetry

Equality - Is it just a dream?
By ChongthamTulsipriya in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 363 | পছন্দ: 1
Equality  Equality  What is equality? Is it my mother getting equal respect as my father? Is it my mother not questioning me why I came home late?   Equality is a utopian vision  That I dream of  A dream to fulfill  A dream my mother that she buried six feet under A dre  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Mar 24,2020 11:03 AM
Tera Kamra
By Aquib Javed in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 400 | পছন্দ: 3
Tera kamra mujhe kabhi ye ehsas nahi hone Deta ki bahar duniya bikhar rahi hai Mere ghar se sab kuch chala gaya lekin tere kamre se mera Sukun nahi gaya Meri bojhal aankhe Teri lagai hui shamma se roshan hain..mère shaane iski deewar se tik Kar hi rahat pate hain Iske bawajood ke ab Tu yaha n  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Mar 24,2020 11:11 AM
Rooh
By Sruthi Singareddy in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 335 | পছন্দ: 0
Meri subah ki shuruvat tu hai ! Meri har dhadkan ki awaaz tu hai ! Jab bhi hichcki aati hai tujhe Maaf karna uski wajah bhi mai hu ! Har dafa tujhse rubaroo karu  Mere honton ki yeh adaat hai ! Tere saath bitaye pal Pehli chandini raat se hai ! Tere hi kadmo mai chalu Yahi raasta sureeli hai !   বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Mar 24,2020 11:28 AM
Blurred
By aashish in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 263 | পছন্দ: 0
Was it the distance ? Was it just the sepration ? I wish I knew what it really was Your sight, your words and now you All turned blurry No more could I understand you Or your thoughts Maybe I was losing my sight  Will you not come again to guide me with your light ? Blurry, that's how everythin  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Mar 24,2020 12:28 PM
Women
By aashish in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 345 | পছন্দ: 0
How would have life been ? Sometimes I wonder how different would have life been If she had succumbed to pressure, If she had stuck in that noose If she craved for another life  She would have been inside the grave and I wouldn't have been born alive How did she get the strength to survive? To  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Mar 24,2020 12:30 PM
THE BATTLE OF LIFE AT PRESENT
By k.lalitha balaji in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 345 | পছন্দ: 0
TITLE: THE BATTLE  OF LIFE AT PRESENT CORONA CORONA CORONA EVERYWHERE MEDIAS OR THE WHATSUPP OR THE NEWS WE HEAR ONLY THE WORD CORONA ARE YOU THE AGENT OF’ YEMEN’ THE GODDESS OF DEATH, YOU HAVE SHATTERED THE DREAMS OF ALL, THE LIFE OF MANY, THE PEACE OF THE ENTIRE WORLD. WITHOUT ANY  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Mar 24,2020 12:31 PM
Devil
By aashish in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 453 | পছন্দ: 0
What have I become ?? On a stary gaze night, under the roof  Looking at the evening star While under someone else's arms Someone whom I dint even know Someone with unfamiliar face Someone with unfamiliar scent  I was trying to get your familiar warmth and comfort.. What have I become ?? T  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Mar 24,2020 12:37 PM
A Soldier's Last Cry-Mumbai 26/11
By karthik tm in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 272 | পছন্দ: 0
Huddled inside, feeling for a fellow human I sat there distraught, steel in my hand, fire in my belly I could see him moving in front of me, like an apparition My finger had the power to make him meet his doom       A relaxed quite evening, munching on morsels , lazing on CNN A nice   বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Mar 24,2020 01:03 PM
Wounded heart
By Suryavathi k.s in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 256 | পছন্দ: 0
When I was hurted,sitting beside the window,thinking near the meadow,Drops of tears fell down. When I was depressed, some spirit boosted me up , I tried to wipe my tears,but the words digged me . Words can easily hurt someone,as some words are venomous,my heart wounded with pain,my eyes filled with   বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Mar 24,2020 01:05 PM
Autobiography of a Twig
By saumya singh in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 310 | পছন্দ: 0
THE AUTOBIOGRAPHY OF A TWIG  I was once a part of a huge tree As happy as one could be I was covered with lush green leaves And never had time to grieve   My position was so high That I could almost touch the sky From there I used to see The golden ball going in the sea   At night sof  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Mar 24,2020 01:08 PM
Rest in Peace
By Bhavana in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 243 | পছন্দ: 1
With hues of cries and screams, I heard Rest in Peace, Wondering is it true? It is true, doubtless. Yet, I wonder. Am I? No.  Not until I don't hear, 'Rest in peace' with the 'Candle March' anymore.  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Mar 24,2020 01:14 PM
The Story of Holi-an ecstasy of colours
By karthik tm in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 402 | পছন্দ: 1
Tis coming, Tis coming the festival of colors Splashing with life ,chasing out our fears I flirt with all comers, pretty and sweet Jumping and screaming ,a veritable treat In the days of yore when the Royals were around On horses and chariots they colored who they found Princes or paupers ,  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Mar 24,2020 01:44 PM
Ishubaba ke dohe
By Ishwar Das in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 341 | পছন্দ: 1
Love shayri karu ibadatt ki tere sehar me ek jhamm mastani raat ho Jaye Teri meri ek dilkash mulakat ho Jaye Naa rahega mujhe is jamane me koi fikar o sanam Bas is haseen zindagi me mere haath me tera haath ho Jaye  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Mar 24,2020 01:59 PM
Reader's Muse
By Paul Reji George in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 261 | পছন্দ: 1
I am incomplete without you,I am an unfinished book, in it you have an innate beauty that had me shook. Without you i am an empty page, you are the ink, you are the crisp that demands to be felt, you may be curvy, bold or lean but the very thought of you makes my heart melt. I am rough around the ed  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Mar 24,2020 02:42 PM
घर में कर बसर
By Mahendra Khurana in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 890 | পছন্দ: 0
घर में ही कर बसरक्यों निकलता है गलियों मेंकदमों को जरा थाम लेचाहने वाले तो घर में ही हैंअपनों में रह आराम ले । बाहर   বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Mar 24,2020 02:44 PM
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