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Paradise phase unlock
By Bishakha Dewyani in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 716 | পছন্দ: 1
What is the world ,what are these roads ,life is a mystery that no one knows, Walking by the side along the doors while we make a room for some more, Cherring the mind holding the soul ,life is dipped in the deep ocean waves of roll, Phase is the paradise while mood take a ride holding the moment to  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Mar 25,2020 02:57 PM
Sab Theek Hojayega
By Zeeshan Mahat in General Literary | পড়ার জন্য : 657 | পছন্দ: 1
Everything is going to be alright, maybe not today but eventually.Might not be tonight, tomorrow or the next day but everything is gonna be OK.Everything will be okay in the end,If it’s not okay then it’s not the end.Even the darkest night will end and the sun will rise again.You can cut  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Mar 25,2020 03:00 PM
Chinna Chinna Aasai
By Filter Koffee Chronicles in Humour & Comedy | পড়ার জন্য : 858 | পছন্দ: 4
The white line was just ahead, 50 metres at most. But there were three bikes ahead, racing towards it. Eyes narrowing, hunching low over the handlebar, body tense, he revved this accelerator to its limit. With a burst of speed, overtaking the others ahead of him, he crossed the line. The wind whistl  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Mar 25,2020 03:07 PM
The Turbulent composure
By Eisha Sethi in Romance | পড়ার জন্য : 2,787 | পছন্দ: 4
A pound on the door broke Sophia’s thoughts. Her head turned towards the closed wooden door. Tears were floating down her cheeks as though she had allowed them to break through the rigid boundaries and flood mercilessly. "Coming, allow me a second", she managed to push the words out of her con  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Mar 25,2020 03:28 PM
Everything changes in seconds
By NB in General Literary | পড়ার জন্য : 400 | পছন্দ: 1
Life is very much unpredictable, it can change even in seconds. So the authors always say live life like it is the last day of your life. The more we stay positive the more positive things happens to us.. We cannot predict future but we can live the best moment in it. The present conditions are not   বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Mar 25,2020 03:37 PM
Heartbreaks are for a reason.
By Madeeha. in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 393 | পছন্দ: 0
I was broken to no endsBut you knew,That I needed mending;Of a different kind. And like a shot; You healed me.I had expected oursWith a magical ending. But Alas!We left the story unfinished. Yet I started well off; again.Hadn't you taught me to be strong?I'm not alone, I have your words.And I can h  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Mar 25,2020 03:49 PM
The quarenteine heart
By Vanshika Sharma in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 604 | পছন্দ: 1
Since the country has been quarantined, my heart and I have made a deal. Deal of utilizing the time in self love, self development and self analysis which I always wanted to do.My day starts with making my body energised and of the soul, the poetry is all it needs. Sitting at the corner, with cup of  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Mar 25,2020 03:53 PM
SURVIVE
By Shraddha Anu Shekar in General Literary | পড়ার জন্য : 669 | পছন্দ: 1
SURVIVE   There he was, writing.    He was relatively new to our community, where everyone knows everyone. Almost.   He showed up at the same time every day, including Sundays. On the dot. As if he were working in an office where he has to clock in and out. Courteous and tacitur  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Mar 25,2020 03:54 PM
Pesty Shenanigans
By subhadra kunduri in Humour & Comedy | পড়ার জন্য : 776 | পছন্দ: 0
‘Pesty’ Shenanigans I was proud of my book lined study room. Books of all genres jostled for space in the beautiful wooden shelves lining an entire wall.  My hubby Raj’s pet peeve was that I was a book-aholic, a book hoarder, a book collector; and many more adjectives, some to  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Mar 25,2020 03:57 PM
Calamités Invoquées
By Anoushka Parija in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 560 | পছন্দ: 0
A tremble, a shudder A siren, an artless rudder Man stands at the precipice of two bodies A beating muscle,caged And a bleeding earth, set free In this pool, we stand  Reeking of our festered selves, deception,hurt Our wasteful ways, unearthed Nature heaves, in silence alone Turning us inwards,  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Mar 25,2020 04:01 PM
LETTER TO CORONA
By kavya in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 831 | পছন্দ: 5
Dear Corona We know ,  We are the people who destroy forests and decorate our balconies with plants We are the people who don't have rainwater harvesting and insist to buy mineral water cans. We are the people who watch debates on Global warming and burn plastic bags on Bhogi. We are the people  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Mar 25,2020 04:23 PM
A dream that never came true
By Monisha Ravichandrab in True Story | পড়ার জন্য : 384 | পছন্দ: 0
A DREAM THAT NEVER CAME TRUE Nov 25, 2018 The wedding is grand. Thousands gathered to wish the couple - Guru and Nisha. From great food to music to colorful clothes, there are smiling faces around. Kids are playing, boys and girls taking selfies, families sitting together. It is one hell of a dream  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Mar 25,2020 04:31 PM
Bookworms
By Ravgun Kaur in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 713 | পছন্দ: 3
Too lost in that book when you flick my forehead. I jump a little, wearing a blazed look. Warm mug of coffee you hand. Cold winter day, confined to my nook, In my usual solitude that you know better than to intrude. ⠀ So you pick up a volume of your own that you'd stolen from my pile, thinking I h  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Mar 25,2020 04:42 PM
I play basketball like I teach
By Ron Barton in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 383 | পছন্দ: 1
                                    although some would say that I’m far more skilled at one than I am at the other. Regardless, the approach is the same. I am known for the way I defend, tenaciously. I  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Mar 25,2020 04:55 PM
Smelling Mistake
By Abhinash Palai in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 694 | পছন্দ: 0
Wafting across the room, The fresh scent of a new love:Equal parts ominous and deliciousUnmistakable Just like the aroma Of the bakery nearby On early winter morning walks.Corpses frozen stayed stillOn footpaths like marble busts.Nostrildamus. The daily.An olfactory winter gazette With obituaries an  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Mar 25,2020 04:57 PM