The Believer
By Pooja in Supernatural | পড়ার জন্য : 839 | পছন্দ: 0
 Musty, the smell of sadness and old age. Somehow her home always hosted this odour. The structure itself seemed to sag. Burdened with its own weight. Forlorn and desolate. It almost looked hunched over and tired. The insides pristine white. The walls painted in purity. She couldn't overcome th  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Mar 28,2020 05:49 PM
Safar
By Aieshwarya Singh in General Literary | পড়ার জন্য : 839 | পছন্দ: 0
SAFAR  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Apr 5,2020 01:00 PM
Expectations
By Nissy Elsa Philip in General Literary | পড়ার জন্য : 839 | পছন্দ: 2
Expectations always hurt, but still people can't stop themselves from expecting. People always expect other's love, care, time, etc. Having fulfilled none of their expectations still they continue to expect. People don't realize if they have zero expectations they will get full satisfaction. What wo  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Apr 16,2020 10:36 AM
The Mask
By Anushka Dogra in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 839 | পছন্দ: 0
I saw the mask fall Just for a second or a minute Past those hard stone walls The fear of persuasion and compromise well hidden within the web of lies Half truths and broken promises Ungodly silence of the wordless cries Hidden behind the nonchalance Was true sadness Not visible at the first glance   বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Apr 17,2020 10:02 PM
Same Allotment
By Preeti Agrawal in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 839 | পছন্দ: 0
Same Allotment Allotted with the same hours⌛ a day Different works and duties anyway Thinking ones way right and wrong Takes you to conflict along Why to decide, when things unknown Put on some love, shed some identity Turning inward is a necessity Time is life's great leveler Powerful indeed,&n  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে May 2,2020 01:51 PM
Are you a Living dead?
By Shaik Sharoz in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 839 | পছন্দ: 1
Are you a Living dead?  #writeyourheartout In a life where everything looks like a race, with a competetor that we don't know, This is a poem of my thoughts about the Lives of present day people,Where every one are hurry in a race,where the one who wins loses everything. You come into this w  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে May 10,2020 06:43 PM
These days gonna pass
By Pragyanshree Mishra in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 839 | পছন্দ: 0
Lives are scattered so are the dreams, things that mattered are gone down the streamslocked in walls, no one to hear even the loudest of the screamsGone are the days we roamed free, so the laughter of the kids playing under the treewith the silence of the roads being so errie, waiting with hope to e  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে May 15,2020 01:42 AM
Dad.
By soundarya mathavan in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 838 | পছন্দ: 0
Taking time day in and out, Working veraciously on his lines of poetry, Of Which sort ,you may doubt? Ah he's an expert in setting the oil free. Sitting over the stringent chair, Setting back himself in loops of errands, Wonders if his boss ever tends to understand, No my Lord, let's set him into f  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Mar 29,2020 02:02 PM
Why the pretension?
By Akhila S. Prakash in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 838 | পছন্দ: 0
Your demeanor,  a great affectation.  Blinded by what was displayed,  I failed to see the one beneath.  Naivety overwhelmed me.  No! Not playing that card again.  No more self blaming.  Your prowess was greater, for it overpowered me fully  took over my mind w  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Apr 5,2020 08:47 AM
Gazaal
By Sanjay Kumar in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 838 | পছন্দ: 1
موت سے پہلے  کا منظر دیکھا ہے آج پہلی بار یہ ڈر دیکھا ہے   برسوں سے تھا جس کا یہ دل منتظر اُس فرشتے کا میں نے گھر دیکھا ہے   ہر کوئی ہے اک عجب سے خوف میں موت کا جیسے  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Apr 24,2020 07:45 PM
The Last Train Left At Midnight
By Sachi Mulki in General Literary | পড়ার জন্য : 838 | পছন্দ: 0
Gasping for breath, I quickened my pace. In the dead of the night, I could hear my footsteps as my wet rubber slippers brushed against the concrete floor. The cacophony of the bustling station had waned away with the dying light. I sit on an empty-wooden bench. Ripped edges and slivers of wood, pee  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে May 3,2020 03:36 PM
My Twin's Birthday
By Udisha in Thriller | পড়ার জন্য : 838 | পছন্দ: 0
I don’t celebrate my birthday, I never have, no prejudice I just think it’s a lot of work.    Once I was in my twin sister’s town and I thought I’ll say hi to her, I decided to drop by on “our” birthday. I used to think of her as well-to-do until I  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে May 13,2020 02:33 PM
The love of my heart
By harry in General Literary | পড়ার জন্য : 838 | পছন্দ: 6
Hello everyone.... lets talk something that was experienced by all in some part of our life....may be not by some people till now .... All of us have a dream to have a person in our life who can handle all our mood swings ,who can understand our all situations well before we could explain them...Ye  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে May 24,2020 12:57 AM
That Night
By Radnyi in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 838 | পছন্দ: 0
Untangled me from the sheets, My eyes bloodshot... Cried their way through the night, But still the roses in my hand...   My shirt's all befouled red, You yanked my heart out of me... I tried to scan the emotion in your eyes, While you watched me bleed...   My conscience takes me back, To   বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে May 27,2020 01:25 PM
Counting on the goodness
By Preeti Agrawal in Poetry | পড়ার জন্য : 838 | পছন্দ: 1
Counting on the Goodness Defining love by counting on the goodness Increasing the number of sickness Fooling lives for people's acceptance Rejection looks like death entrance Drowning in information making question Starving for wisdom under calculation Will only count for your destination That's not  বেশি পড়ুন...
প্রকাশিত হয়েছে Sep 22,2020 08:58 PM