Two Cups of Tea
By Sabarinath M B in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 533 | পছন্দ: 1
Two Cups of Tea * Skies the lightest of blue, so far away, A gaze upon which my heart did sway, It resembled once an empty canvas, To be then sprayed with colour paints. * Meeting with early mornings for a change, For boredom invited sleep the night before, A chance to stare at the tiny dewdrops, A   বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Apr 3,2020 04:59 PM
How I wish
By Tajbina Yasin in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 533 | পছন্দ: 1
How I wish for that ray of golden light, which will beamingly fall upon us, to remove our plight. How I wish for that inch of hope, which will sway our mind for not, losing its grip like the last leaf. How I wish for that touch of warmth, who will lovingly fondle away all the tiredness, to again win  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে May 12,2020 04:26 AM
Which of these colours define you?
By Swathi Kamath in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 531 | পছন্দ: 1
Violet,  Like the bruises that adorn my knee And the lavenders that sway in the midday breeze Indigo, The hues that streaks the sunset sky  And the bright twinkle in your eye Blue,  Reminds me of oceans of tranquility and peace  The feelings that never seem to cease.  Green,  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Mar 30,2020 09:50 PM
What shall I write
By Mousumi Biswas in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 527 | পছন্দ: 1
Entry for phase 3 WHAT SHALL I WRITE ?  What shall I write ? My mind was empty I glared blankly at the walls What shall I write? I kept asking myself Slowly my eyes became heavy I put my head on the pillow But still couldn"t decide what to write ? I picked up my pen And opened my diary But the   বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে May 10,2020 05:05 PM
To My Lady
By Heymonth Kumar in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 525 | পছন্দ: 1
Thou art my entire world, My thoughts are not as old; Thine dazzling eyes art the glorious sun, That shot me like a machine gun; Thy smile is the part of gold mine, Which makest me completely fine; Thy neck is the gate of royal, Where only I fill my precious fuel; Thee art my gorgeous wise girl,   বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Apr 1,2020 09:53 PM
Not all Valentine's are happy.
By Ruqaiya in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 524 | পছন্দ: 1
O dear! My eyes are brimming of sorrow,  Tears in valley of my cheeks, they flow.  Though we aren't away by meters or miles,  Yet it might take eternity to reconcile.  Thousands of things, left unsaid untold,  Just like a mystery on a long lost road.  It's just to sa  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Apr 1,2020 01:18 PM
My Melancholy
By Anushka in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 524 | পছন্দ: 1
My Melancholy My grief, even if it's grief Is so pure, so holy. Unlike that decorated happiness I've found peace in my melancholy. I didn't realise when my sadness and solace became synonyms. I never knew my sorrows  were turning into religious hymns. Being loving and caring  always led t  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Jun 2,2020 12:13 AM
The Wounds That Make Us
By dominique mcphearson in General Literary | পড়ার জন্য : 523 | পছন্দ: 1
Rummaging through a dead man's things is, perhaps, the strangest thing I've ever done. I sit on the floor in his room. A setting, orange sun filtering through the window illuminates my surroundings. I breathe in pungent cologne that still clings onto the curtains. The carpet remains sunk, coincidin  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Apr 3,2020 08:04 AM
My Overweighted Pillow
By Husna in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 517 | পছন্দ: 1
 Each night, my pillow gained weight  and lost it each morning Received my briny tears with no complaints, beared all my inner wails True listener was it to me, and never laughed at my unending tears Proffered me the warmth  and closeness I wanted badly Is the only loyal friend, who  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Apr 27,2020 08:22 PM
Just A Thought
By Dr. Meetu Bhatiia Kapur in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 514 | পছন্দ: 1
And just when it was thought we have become human, The cries and the sighs filled the gallies and that was no illusion; "But I never asked them to gather on my name, And never promised them for this any fame." And just when it was thought we have become human, His place became more mutant, looking   বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Apr 2,2020 05:15 PM
Sleepless Night
By sowmya N in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 514 | পছন্দ: 1
Sleepless Night Those nights were unusually dark She saw nothing and felt nothing until she heard them. She missed something.  The wall, the fan, the mirror knew the story.  The wind which blew from the fan, asked her,  Don't I make you feel soft, like him?  There came no answer.  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Apr 26,2020 11:04 PM
I Wish To Be A Painter
By Kshitij in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 514 | পছন্দ: 1
I would paint onthe canvas of your facesome elegant kisses, one day. Dipped in your charmmy lips would, on your cheeks,spread innumerable pecks and blushes. And on your forehead, there,it would be drizzling kisses beforeyour eyes would smile into mine, while I shall paint a new you and we shall  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে May 6,2020 04:35 PM
Honey, I saved the world
By Natasha in Humour & Comedy | পড়ার জন্য : 513 | পছন্দ: 1
World.There was once a demon, with dental issues. He had a peculiar habit, after his meals, he would uproot the trees in the Amazon rainforest, and use them as toothpicks. All the other demons tried to convince him, otherwise. They suggested the use of branches,twigs, bones, even, but the demon was   বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে May 12,2020 07:26 PM
Not another Shakespeare wannabe
By Nandini Chakrabarti in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 512 | পছন্দ: 1
Not that I don’t understand tough words, feelings please me. The depths of which I do get, although there’s not much left to praise. I’ve been overshadowed and hunted, by Shakespeare’s words and poets - Like how a tigress defeats a deer; I’m weak, and my words aren&rsqu  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Apr 5,2020 11:16 PM
Motherhood is a privilege
By Simran Sawhney in General Literary | পড়ার জন্য : 512 | পছন্দ: 1
The umbilical bond is the eternal unforeseen love for the unborn that engulfs a would be mother right from the moment the journey of shaping a life inside her womb manifests .  This is the purest form of love - unadulterated and unconditional bestowed upon by God himself . No other gift can eve  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে May 10,2020 04:15 PM
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