The Cries From Dark
By Aniruthan. C. D in Poetry | Reads: 997 | Likes: 1
Sounds of foots in silent woods Nay sun or moon to chase chasing hounds Useless eyes sharpening ears In fear my skin pores cries A deserted place with soils so crude Watering earthworms to feed on my flesh Making my mind brood  My mother's face and all my lost childhood In fear calling every go  Read More...
Published on Apr 22,2020 08:54 AM
Visiting Hours :)
By Palak Agarwal in General Literary | Reads: 997 | Likes: 1
She saw through the dark, clearing all the colourless smoke that covered the view. She walked past the ill, her feet cold. Her face, as one would say, was calm but she was afraid. She kept walking until she reached the white door. All the strength she had been gathering seemed to go down in vain. Sh  Read More...
Published on May 29,2020 01:45 PM
Reading—the greatest invention of mankind
By Tayyibah in General Literary | Reads: 983 | Likes: 1
Books remain— Even when Narnia disappears...                              Voldemort dies...                                    &n  Read More...
Published on Apr 7,2020 10:43 AM
Find Your Wings
By Sanglap Adhikary in True Story | Reads: 980 | Likes: 1
“Just more two years and your life will be settled” is probably the most ecumenical piece of lie that has been deliberately slipped into our intuition after 10th. But it’s after two years of struggle we tend to realize the substantive is yet to devour us. Undoubtedly college life i  Read More...
Published on Jun 3,2020 12:28 PM
Stars to their night sky
By Sahar Khan in Poetry | Reads: 975 | Likes: 1
This sky is filled with stars today..  Each one, graceful in their own way I look at them, shining so bright  Each one unique, having a different style  The dark sky is no more dark  These stars do give it a beautiful spark Just like these stars in this sky Its me and you in some  Read More...
Published on Mar 23,2020 05:41 PM
The Bookstore
By Vedika Srivastava in General Literary | Reads: 972 | Likes: 1
The bookstore was nothing different from the other bookstores in the area but still had a certain charm to it. It was like time stopped at the place .It had the same décor, the same chairs, the same bunch of people re reading their favourite books again and again. It was the only place which   Read More...
Published on Apr 29,2020 08:32 AM
GRATITUDE
By Shaurya Agarwal in Poetry | Reads: 969 | Likes: 1
I was sitting in my garden With my legs cocked at my table In front of me I saw a man cleaning a stable And as in that moment I realized that What I was doing or The privileges that I had At that time was still A dream for many As it was a dream for those who feel Less vulnerable when in  Read More...
Published on Mar 25,2020 10:54 PM
Those days
By H.A.R.R.I in True Story | Reads: 965 | Likes: 1
I try to remember my childhood days often. Those days when mother used to cook those delicious savouries; when me and my brother had several reasons to talk; when my father's scoldings hurt me the most; when my grandparents gifted me the doll I wished for; when I only had to sit a day long figuring   Read More...
Published on Jun 6,2020 03:34 PM
What you love the most?
By Gaurav Mestry in Romance | Reads: 964 | Likes: 1
He picked her up and made her sleep on the bed as she was high on alcohol. He made her comfortable and was going out in the other room when she caught his hand and said in a drunk voice," Sit besides me. Don't leave me please". He sat down and she continued," You know what I love the most? When I am  Read More...
Published on Apr 26,2020 12:07 AM
WAR
By Sunanda Bhowmick in Fantasy | Reads: 962 | Likes: 1
The break of dawn ;the fresh morning slowly  shines through the windowsill. Lying on her stomach on the side away from the glaring brightness of the day; She tilted her head on the familiar pillow; legs brushing each other measuring the heat of the day and the cosy warmth that sinks in the stom  Read More...
Published on Apr 5,2020 12:17 AM
That Shattered Bottle
By Vedika Srivastava in Poetry | Reads: 958 | Likes: 1
Your hands like carcass Signal me to stop Your lips like tainted glass Ask me to drop The crowd cannot hear you  Whilst you cry Even if they did They'll turn a blind eye I beat you black and blue  For that's all I could do And you still don't have a clue Of what have I been through I   Read More...
Published on Apr 17,2020 11:30 PM
The Route Called Life
By Abhishek Kumar Suman in Poetry | Reads: 956 | Likes: 1
In the midst of shade and gloom The canopy of despair and grim And the creaking of misery ahead Is to tramp the forlorn path Like sweltering in hell A Faint nimble crept through Faint by passing second Seems gravely journeying to death Like the abyss deep ahead Little reason to stand Least to cr  Read More...
Published on Mar 29,2020 01:48 PM
◾The Monster Under My Bed◾
By Suchismita Ghoshal in Poetry | Reads: 955 | Likes: 1
the monster under my bed seems very punctilious never forgets to hop in my mind and knock me down in the times of darkness. his horrendous features fear me sometimes and sometimes don't, he adores me with his unkempt nails and smother me through his recitation, a minute reflection of horrendous so  Read More...
Published on Mar 22,2020 06:52 PM
Criticism
By Sonali Sonawat in Poetry | Reads: 954 | Likes: 1
The story of your toilsome mystery Will be a facile victory The background of your bumpy journey Will lead to you on mercy The censure of your heroic deed  Is that part of life indeed  It will make your strong Are insights for lifelong Either you blame your handwritten fates Or amaze yours  Read More...
Published on May 15,2020 04:35 PM
Security Guard
By Subhq Deb in True Story | Reads: 954 | Likes: 1
You are tired. There are dark bags under your eyes and your skin is freckled with mosquitoes bites. You fiddle restlessly with your cane, tapping it in tune to the muffled music that streams from your battered button phone. The same set of 90's hits played over and over again.  I remember promi  Read More...
Published on Jun 9,2020 08:58 AM
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