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To Corona, From Lucknow.
By Abhijeet Singh in General Literary | পড়ার জন্য : 282 | পছন্দ: 0
I close my eyes in my self-isolation from Corona... and I see, the most tragic of all greek tragedies being enacted. Here, in Chowk, I hear, invisible whimpers. The Rumi Darwaza, perhaps, is mourning over the dark fate, that this vintage city is doomed to have. How dauntingly melancholy, casts its s  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Apr 14,2020 09:16 AM
WORLD WAR 19
By Asima Nayak in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 700 | পছন্দ: 6
The empty streets whispering irony to be personified, For that the world is at war. But alas humans aren't fighting with humans, Its a less human thing thats being the Alexender-THE GREAT or THE HITLER. United at minds with isolated bodies craving for freedom, Unaware of the love that they  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Apr 14,2020 09:27 AM
In Love With A Slut!
By in Romance | পড়ার জন্য : 572 | পছন্দ: 0
The wait for her was proving to be a nasty one. As usual she was late for the meeting, turning me into an impatient kid. Meanwhile, I had a close look around the place I was sitting. It was evening time so I could see old couples walking in the park with pets. Some of them have come with their gran  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Apr 14,2020 09:29 AM
Why?
By mariya baig in Crime | পড়ার জন্য : 691 | পছন্দ: 0
I sat cradled in three branches at the top of an old oak behind my house. I could see over the rooftop, could see for miles. Overhead, planes lined up in the sky, heading toward O'Hare Airport to land one by one. I have been sitting here , waiting for him for  more than an hour now. Joseph wa  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Apr 14,2020 09:49 AM
Penning of the Game Changer: A Boon in Disguise
By Monalisha in General Literary | পড়ার জন্য : 794 | পছন্দ: 0
Penning of the Game Changer: A Boon in Disguise                                             বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Apr 14,2020 09:52 AM
I am afraid of being judged for who I am
By Vaishnavi in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 376 | পছন্দ: 0
I believe the pen is a fabulous creature,'cause it has helped me write downthe deepest of my emotions,the darkest of my secrets,All of which I've been too unloquaciousto confide to another human being.Whenever I let my pen do the talking,It speaks of nothing but pain and aloofness.I've got friends,B  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Apr 14,2020 10:41 AM
Bring me back to me
By Vaishnavi in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 421 | পছন্দ: 0
You're oblivious To the l o o s e l y stitched crumbsOf my soul driven numb,Covered by my pale lustreless flesh.Indeed I am a mess,I am hollow from withinAnd a single love filled caressCan block all the dinThe negativity in my spirit makes.I yearn for the warmth of your touchThe magic in your gazeYo  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Apr 14,2020 10:43 AM
||•SUCIDE MATE'S•||
By shamir in Thriller | পড়ার জন্য : 555 | পছন্দ: 0
    ||•SUICIDE MATE'S •|| Beginning of the story A black &white room in that room  there was a window which was closed.. Beside window there was a table and a chair ..On that chair there is a boy sitting and writing a  letter.  Background voice : If a 19 years  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Apr 14,2020 10:46 AM
Made to soar
By Vaishnavi in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 508 | পছন্দ: 0
She wished to be a fairy,so she could fly highand with her delicate movementsstand out in the sky;Until she realized thatshe had fire in her core,that her wings were made of scales,that a dragon too is made to soar.  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Apr 14,2020 10:46 AM
My Trapped Soul
By Samadrita Roy in Romance | পড়ার জন্য : 395 | পছন্দ: 0
It was a rainy evening.. I was reading my all-time favourite novel. The room was dark, only the rest chair and my book were lit up by the tiny lamp shade.  The sound of rain and smell of the mud was soothing me. At that very moment I heard a tap on the door. I knew the tap. It was rythemic- the  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Apr 14,2020 11:11 AM
O my dear childhood
By Neema Kumari in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 652 | পছন্দ: 0
O my dear childhood, do you miss me the way I do? Do you see the changes in me? Am I difficult to be recognised? . I was a giggling genuine child, now sometimes I have to fake it. I would sleep anywhere at that time, now the cosy beds are not enough. . I would throw tantrums on the mom's food, and n  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Apr 14,2020 11:32 AM
Choice
By Meghana in True Story | পড়ার জন্য : 615 | পছন্দ: 0
We actually Expect which Is not made for us! Men- working as a Lecturer in An Engineering College Girl - student of the same college He used to teach them subjects with very brief explanation , very strict and also good human with very fine manners Girl is like very practical, naughty , empowered ,   বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Apr 14,2020 11:45 AM
The Thinker: An Autobiography of a Human Mind
By Mehrzaad Mogrelia in General Literary | পড়ার জন্য : 513 | পছন্দ: 1
“Good evening everyone. My name is Mr. Stanley. I am the president of the Association of After Life Human Minds, which you all must be knowing, is the Association of all the human brains that have lived their Earthly life and have departed their human body. This association gives diverse minds  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Apr 14,2020 11:50 AM
Have we seen it all ?
By Mohammad Zaigam in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 287 | পছন্দ: 0
We've got stalled and we want to move, we've witnessed a pandemic and we want a cure. we've experienced ennui now we want enervation. we've seen deserted streets in the face of quarantine and now all we want is salvation. But have we seen it all? Perhaps Anne Frank would know better for she had it m  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Apr 14,2020 12:09 PM
Why be Mean?
By Anusha S in General Literary | পড়ার জন্য : 299 | পছন্দ: 0
  Do you know how in a tug of war there are two teams on the extremes and they’re fighting to pull on the middle of the rope? The middle is swaying, easily influenced, the middle is just average because unlike the “worst”, the middle is just “unfulfilled potential&rdquo  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Apr 14,2020 12:09 PM
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