Mai
By Pranjal Pratibha in True Story | পড়ার জন্য : 1,479 | পছন্দ: 0
                 Mai ek ladki hu ek bholi si masum si ladki..mai hu 19 saal ki pr mujhme bachpana hai bachhi hu ekdum ek esi bachchi jo cute se khilauno se khelti hai jo choti choti baat pr rone lgti hai aur bahot emotional hai , jo apni umr se bahot chot  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Jul 25,2020 12:46 AM
यादें
By Anuj Subrat in True Story | পড়ার জন্য : 1,479 | পছন্দ: 1
आज शाम जब मुझे भूख लगी तो अपनी माँ के पास गया और माँ की साड़ी का पल्लू पकड़ कर , खींचते हुए उससे शिकायती लहजे में कहा कि,   বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Sep 14,2020 07:21 AM
The Merciless World
By Pravin gupta in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 1,478 | পছন্দ: 2
You break my legs and Expect me to stand up. You needle my eyes and Expect me not to cry. You tie my hands and Expect me to pick up the things. You pull me down and Expect me to climb up. You break my wings and Blame me for not flying. You torture me in everyway, And ask, "Is there any problem?" You  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Apr 24,2020 01:42 PM
Obsessed!
By Diksha Das in Fantasy | পড়ার জন্য : 1,478 | পছন্দ: 0
Who would have thought that would be our last evening walk together? You wanted to see those lights over that hill,and I was at the verge of making another weird dream of yours,come true. Sometimes, it baffles me about how you were obsessed with things, you know? Well, I would not call that OCD, but  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে May 16,2020 05:26 AM
Inheritance
By Umang in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 1,478 | পছন্দ: 1
Scratched her head , bit her nails she used to sit down on the table , a coffee mug placed right beside her, her pen clicking as she thought  ,she used to start to write as soon as something would strike , she would keep on working until night   Though she didn’t make it upto the yea  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Jun 6,2020 01:08 PM
Night's mystery
By Pallavi Chakraborty in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 1,477 | পছন্দ: 0
There's something about the night, A stillness, a silent chaos.. Something, untouched. A mystery, so captivating That it draws you inside.. Until you are surrounded by the darkness And its just the crickets chirping As if singing a lullaby. And then, there's dreams Of mountains crashing and ball roo  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Mar 31,2020 09:18 PM
I don't know about tomorrow.
By Shirin Sebastian in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 1,477 | পছন্দ: 14
My dear, I don't know about tomorrow, but I love you today and will love you every today. To witness the outline of the sky with tiny pieces of glittering diamonds, for I don't know of tomorrow if the sky will be lit by stars or not. To swim by the river and feel every ripple touch my skin like chil  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Apr 13,2020 01:50 PM
They talk about love, I talk about you
By bidisha in Romance | পড়ার জন্য : 1,477 | পছন্দ: 0
My heart is a museum of all the people that came and left. All the happy memories lay hanging on the walls, all the sad ones lie in a box in a room hidden from the world. Everytime a person comes into my life, my mind automatically starts thinking of how they too would occupy a place in my museum, h  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে May 19,2020 11:50 PM
अपना कहे जाते है
By Saima Anwer in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 1,477 | পছন্দ: 2
हर किसी से कहे भी नहीं जातेजज़्बात वो बिन लिखे रहे भी नहीं जाते सुनता कौन है यहाँ किसी कीमतलब की डोर सेसब बन्धे चले   বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Aug 29,2020 04:56 PM
A tale for future
By Teevra in General Literary | পড়ার জন্য : 1,476 | পছন্দ: 11
"LOCKDOWN"- I had never heard that word before, not attentively at the least, until now. Many of us had our grandma narrate old tales from their Pandora's box, about the emergency situations, world war black-outs, times when no household was allowed to leave the lights of their houses on or the enem  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Apr 30,2020 02:26 AM
The Colour Red
By Arya Patil in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 1,475 | পছন্দ: 0
I wake up in the puddle of my own blood on this day of colours.  But this time,I celebrate my colour.  The colour of red not the colour of filth The colour of my strength not the fraility The colour of me growing into a woman, and so a warrior.  The colour that brings life to this man  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Mar 27,2020 04:10 PM
Love and Hate
By Paul Reji George in General Literary | পড়ার জন্য : 1,474 | পছন্দ: 0
Once there lived two friends, one was Blind and the other one was Shy. They both loved to travel and see the world but the Blind one couldn't travel alone and the Shy one was too afraid to step out. The Blind one was happy all the time, giving and kind, while the Shy one was quiet, secretive and sly  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Mar 22,2020 07:45 PM
Ardhu
By karthik tm in General Literary | পড়ার জন্য : 1,474 | পছন্দ: 0
This first time Ardhu was caught with a guy alone,he was 3 years old. Among the various cuddly toys he had been gifted, the Oscar Wilde one was his favourite. An obsessive love.She saw him hug and kiss Wilde in a way any kid would, except that there was something, how can I describe it, indulge  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Mar 24,2020 12:42 PM
Gratitude to God on today's journey
By Bishakha Dewyani in True Story | পড়ার জন্য : 1,474 | পছন্দ: 1
Oh life, oh life!                          Lets treasure the art on today's kind* Woke up in the morning, Thanked god for the another new begnning+ Took shower ,Had filled the stomach with food, switched on the phone, flipped few socia  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Mar 28,2020 01:33 AM
My thoughts on love
By Deepa Aiyar in General Literary | পড়ার জন্য : 1,474 | পছন্দ: 0
1.To be able to love is a blessing  indeed; but a person who is loved is twice blessed.  2.Being possessive is not a sign of love but a sign of insecurity  and ego. 3. When you love someone  more than you love yourself,  it is a sign you are evolving.  4. In love there   বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Apr 4,2020 08:14 PM
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