Dystopian of sleep.
By Minal Puri in General Literary | পড়ার জন্য : 945 | পছন্দ: 0
  I am sleepy, i want to sleep to the world of my own, my eyes are burning, my head is aching, I want to sleep, i want to be free but when i close my eyes , i'm bereft of sleep.  People tend to sleep to avoid issues, i want to do the same but my mind, my heart doesn't allow, I feel drowsy,  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে May 14,2020 05:10 AM
What would my tombstone say?
By L.M.A in General Literary | পড়ার জন্য : 945 | পছন্দ: 0
Somedays are just beautiful.Unexplainable. I wouldn't change a thing. If I could frame it. I'd probably would.Like those picture frames in Harry Potter films that has an instance stored in it. If it were up to me, I'd save the whole day.Then, some days are bad. Some get worse.But the worst of them,   বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে May 25,2020 07:35 PM
Quarantine
By khushboo raghav in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 944 | পছন্দ: 0
From sharing meals and laughters to trivial fights and argues..Along with Crazy quarrel over tv remote and mandatory mom's scolding,This period is cruising us all to childhood nostalgia and memories amazing.The virus that made every single being quarantined and put whole world into surveillance ,How  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Mar 26,2020 03:00 PM
Don't Celebrate Your Birthday Corona U R Going To End
By Richa Shrivastava Verma in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 944 | পছন্দ: 0
Don't celebrate your Birthday Corona  You doesn't deserve the wishes of long life  As you are very ruthless in snatching the lives  Don't celebrate your Birthday Corona  You are now only five months old  But humanity is shivering in your fear  With age whole world gets  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Apr 6,2020 02:05 AM
UNKNOWN
By Aarthi Jayaprakash in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 943 | পছন্দ: 0
This weight is not easily lifted A nagging ache, an unknown fear What will or will not happen? Not knowing is both bliss and curse So hold on to what you know Your worth in forged memories Your purpose in a hopeful future There's more to life than we know Stay in faith till then The ache shall sleep  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Mar 25,2020 08:56 PM
The abnormal me
By gracy patidar in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 942 | পছন্দ: 0
A girl of 14 Living life of  nightmares, Hatred was in her vain and love was hidden behind her eyes Lonliness was God gifted, Smiles were rare, Topper in studies and loser everywhere A soul which is shy and lathargic  Attained age of 17 Mentally reached  to the real world Many sleeple  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Apr 1,2020 11:27 AM
The same changes
By mithravrinda in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 942 | পছন্দ: 0
I  sat down In my grandma's rocking chair  Still staring all those  Which keeps changing  Spring to autumn Flowers to dry leaves  Everything changes  But that flashes are  Still in my head  So clear so sheer  Never erased always lingering  I can stil  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে May 24,2020 08:44 PM
Summer Before Adulthood
By sudarshan roy in True Story | পড়ার জন্য : 941 | পছন্দ: 0
The bright sunny day, the hot breeze, the sound of chirping insects all around, the soothing air, in the evening, the longer days and the shorter nights, the mangoes, the watermelon, and so many juicy fruits with all of these we knew that the summer was here.     Summer used to be fun befo  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে May 14,2020 08:16 PM
The unlit
By nekha in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 938 | পছন্দ: 0
I sulked in fear  to find nobody near amidst cold dreary nights Oh my dear!  The roads so clear  resonating with sheer dins in a solitary atmosphere  while dark adazzle cohere I sulked in fear  to find nobody near.  This an endless wandering  yet all blear Home are  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Apr 29,2020 11:15 PM
Women - The incomplete gendre
By bhavya gandhi in General Literary | পড়ার জন্য : 938 | পছন্দ: 0
I couldn't decide where to begin this article from, so many thoughts running in my head so much to write, so much to express, and then I remembered something, Since childhood, I loved watching mythological series, when we were young we use to sit in front of our television sets on Sunday's and wait   বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে May 3,2020 02:44 PM
Enigma!!!
By Manjistha Mukherjee Bhatt in General Literary | পড়ার জন্য : 937 | পছন্দ: 0
The Enigma!!! She was the story that you heard about and could tell to others--but never really know if it happened in reality. She was the dream that ended the moment you woke up from the sweet slumber. She was the portrait of beauty that you would admire in awe and wonder--but never know anythin  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Jun 5,2020 10:29 PM
The blessed chasm of soul
By Devika Mj in General Literary | পড়ার জন্য : 936 | পছন্দ: 0
She trudged around the house , sighing as the light beams tripped on through the glass window panes.For all the sunrises that she took for granted, she grimaced and rebuked herself. She took a sip out of her mug.It is true that the breaks of dawn and dusk are unequalling. The dawn reassuring in natu  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Jun 1,2020 04:01 PM
Kingdom of The Farthest Fears
By Rayna Arora in Thriller | পড়ার জন্য : 935 | পছন্দ: 0
It was a rainy day at Bloomsbury Cross and the television was on at full volume at the Hilton’s. A young boy  with auburn hair and emerald eyes ogled at the scenery outside his window wishing to his heart’s content that he wasn’t stuck inside. A voice called him suddenly, &ldq  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Mar 30,2020 08:53 PM
BREATHE
By sakina dabhiya in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 935 | পছন্দ: 0
Today a weird sense of peace was running around in air,As i sit down with coffe in one hand and book in my chair,I left the words strandling in between just to hear,The chirping and kooing of birds,I could feel their happiness, i could hear the lords'For once man has stopped and breathedJust a momen  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Mar 31,2020 12:01 PM
Memoirs of memories
By Snehashree in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 935 | পছন্দ: 0
Memoirs of memories I was a small girl then, when rivers were different from seas. I did not know then, that I laughed like the tinkle bells, and cried like the clamouring blades of colliding swords. Life was soothing then, when I could count the moving shadows of buses passing the hot, pitch roads,  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Apr 26,2020 12:44 PM
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