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Sometimes all you need is a Hug♥️
By Gaurav Mestry in Romance | Reads: 809 | Likes: 3
"I failed in my test", she said in a soft voice. He immediately sensed she was upset. He replied," I am coming over at your place". On his way he picked up a rose, some chocolates and a romantic card. He reached at her place and gave her the things he bought for her. She looked at them gave a smile   Read More...
Published on Apr 19,2020 01:02 AM
Its never too dark
By Tulsi negi in Poetry | Reads: 249 | Likes: 1
To everyone, Maybe you're lost and looking for sunshine, Maybe you're sad and looking for a smile. So, Here I am to tell you, You'll get what you want,                                  only if you try. The struggle   Read More...
Published on Apr 19,2020 01:06 AM
My biggest regret
By Mansi in True Story | Reads: 616 | Likes: 2
MY GRANDMOTHER, My dearest Dadi When I was about 3 years old, we used to live in a Bsf quarter in Malda, West Bengal. Whenever I wanted to go to the park, I used to say "Dadi tu ja apne gaon, le apni chappal"(Take your slippers and go back to your village) And the moment she wears her slippers and g  Read More...
Published on Apr 19,2020 01:18 AM
Just another sunset
By liquorice in Poetry | Reads: 285 | Likes: 0
I went there, to the land that had thoughts and soul of our love.I'd lay there and think of you.The grasses still smell fresh and were still green.A canopy of sun ray falls on your dark black hairYou eyes turn towards me and some where inside I keep telling myself to stay stillWith this there was an  Read More...
Published on Apr 19,2020 07:15 AM
The Lakeshore Murderer
By Payal Arun in Mystery | Reads: 990 | Likes: 0
Samuel Erickson was getting old, he was one of the most famous non-fiction writers of America and was a wealthy man in his late sixties. Living at California just added to his creative talent and his wife Marie Ericksson lived with him in a plush apartment. At fifty she was still a woman full of cha  Read More...
Published on Apr 19,2020 08:55 AM
Permanent scars, left by temporary people.
By Rahat Sayyed in Poetry | Reads: 294 | Likes: 11
. Permanent scars, left by temporary people. Scars on me, I had scars on me, Meant the world to me, Ohhh this scars I had on me, Not from the world but from you. Meant the world to me. Were the scars permanent, Which were left by you. Unhealed, scars left by you. were they real, Unable to determin  Read More...
Published on Apr 19,2020 09:07 AM
Life of a girl
By Jaya Rai in Poetry | Reads: 344 | Likes: 0
9 mahine pet me Pali thi Bo - 2 9 mahine bad khili thi bo  Logo ne socha tha ki ladka Hoga - 2  Agar ladki huii to dar Hoga  3 Saal ki hogai thi bo - 2  Kuch din bad school pahuch gai thi bo  5 Saal tak khela tha bahot  - 2 10 Saal me pada tha bahot 15 saal ki hogaii th  Read More...
Published on Apr 19,2020 09:41 AM
Please, come and talk to me.
By kinjal gandhi in Poetry | Reads: 305 | Likes: 1
Please, come and talk to me. When you feel like i was wrong with you, When you feel like i was rude and untrue, When you feel i've changed a bit, When you feel, this is not the way to treat! Please, come and talk to me. When am not speaking for hours and days, When am not able to give you some spac  Read More...
Published on Apr 19,2020 09:41 AM
I DON'T LOVE YOU
By Rahat Sayyed in Romance | Reads: 343 | Likes: 1
I don't loveI don't love youIf love means putting you limits,I don't love you.If love is all about sexual desire I don't love.If being jealous is love, I don't If my love is conditional, or only about desireIf love is just a stipulations, or a fantasy I don't love you.If it is making you perfect, or  Read More...
Published on Apr 19,2020 09:54 AM
Distance of hearts❤
By UNKNOWN POET in Romance | Reads: 1,556 | Likes: 0
Love me like you do... La... La.. Love me..... My phone was ringing..  It was his call.  I picked up the phone saying..  - Hellooo..  - Hey..  - Ya... Say - Actually some relatives had come at our home for inviting us.  - Oh.. Okh... When and where u have to go???   Read More...
Published on Apr 19,2020 10:02 AM
Nanny
By Nishtha in General Literary | Reads: 284 | Likes: 0
Nanny Chapter 1: Silent night I tried to save my parents’ marriage. I really did. “It’s your fault we don’t have money.” “How can you say that.” “You spend a lot.” “On what.” “You.” “No.” Doors slammed. Tears   Read More...
Published on Apr 19,2020 10:32 AM
My first poetry
By Shivani Verma in Poetry | Reads: 398 | Likes: 0
So here I am once again holding the pen with my left hand and  looking at the diary on my lap, After  many many weeks as I write again But what would I scribble  I ask myself, The tragic childhood or the amazing child, The insecurities she had or the moments she took a stand Maybe bo  Read More...
Published on Apr 19,2020 10:37 AM
Cursed Curiosity
By Utkarsh Singh in General Literary | Reads: 394 | Likes: 3
Since childhood,I've been fascinated by technology.I've been privileged enough to have parents,Who could afford quality schooling and provided me with desktops, tablets and smartphones at my wish. Hence, naturally I had an early exposure to the web. Soon,I figured out there was a vast store of knowl  Read More...
Published on Apr 19,2020 10:42 AM
Attention - cries of the subconscious
By Utkarsh Singh in Fantasy | Reads: 377 | Likes: 1
//A little attention,maybe?// A bright,beautiful,warm day.I'm lying on the bed,spoiled by the vaccations, wanting to sleep more, but the excitement of meeting my friends after a whole month won't let me sleep. Yet,even with my eyes open,I fall into an amalgamated world of imagination and reminiscenc  Read More...
Published on Apr 19,2020 10:52 AM
Relationships,art, and mental illness.
By Utkarsh Singh in General Literary | Reads: 350 | Likes: 0
relationship struggles of an artist born out of mental illness// .You've had me close,you've seen me bare,bruised,and brittle.You've seen it everyday,you've faced it all the time.For you it was a shock at first,and now,you're habituated,habituated to my misfit thoughts,habituated to my regular strug  Read More...
Published on Apr 19,2020 11:04 AM