चाहे तुम…
By Tiasha Bose in Poetry | Reads: 695 | Likes: 0
चाहे तुम… चाहे तुम मूझे कितना भी रोक लो, क्या रोक पाऔगे मेरे अंदर इस जलते हुए मशाल को? हाँ - शायद धमकाओगे, कैद कर दोग  Read More...
Published on Jul 15,2020 09:41 PM
Solitude, not loneliness
By Fathima Sanna in Poetry | Reads: 694 | Likes: 1
This is not lonelinessbut solitude.These are not tearsbut life-giving rain.This is not nightbut knight.When these weedsare not just trashbut armour of environment,why should I feelso worthless?I should not. -Sanna Wren   Read More...
Published on Mar 23,2020 07:48 PM
A delayed Menstruation
By Janhavi in General Literary | Reads: 694 | Likes: 0
As i wait for her to come and watch myself from the side tantalized by fear, tantalized by pain looking for some refreshers lookingfor some life! In my head like a kid throwing a fit with his legs up in the air,messed up and crying,helpless and tired, the clouds in my mind fighting with the fog to h  Read More...
Published on Mar 26,2020 09:33 AM
The Believer
By Pooja in Supernatural | Reads: 694 | Likes: 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  Read More...
Published on Mar 28,2020 05:49 PM
Petrichor
By litty anto in True Story | Reads: 694 | Likes: 1
27th March 2018 remains a date that’s well saved. Well, that’s a day that would stay etched in my professional experience.That’s a day which is both sweet and sour and ofcourse those feelings can be termed petrichor – the smell of mud and first rain ! A teacher is like a  Read More...
Published on Apr 10,2020 11:39 PM
That One Call
By Manika Ekka in True Story | Reads: 694 | Likes: 0
Why doesnt anyone call me. Calls are so amazing. You hear someone through that wireless gadget through a satellite you always imagine as a meshed inverted umbrella..  I remember it was a rainy day. Yes it was raining in Autumn.. Guys take Greta seriously.. She talks no shit.. otherwise our kids  Read More...
Published on Apr 17,2020 02:55 AM
Daughter, not a son
By Neema Kumari in Poetry | Reads: 694 | Likes: 0
With two sons and a daughter, he was a happily proud father. With village girls suppressed, Pinki's dreams were left undressed. . Pinki is not our daughter, calling her a son is better. said her father putting smile as best, showing her trophy to the guest. . Pinky who listened happily, left smiling  Read More...
Published on Apr 23,2020 06:32 PM
You remember?
By keen__ in Poetry | Reads: 694 | Likes: 1
Do you remember the last blowback I gave you? Does it still hit you everyday? Do you remember how my lower lip tastes like, After the first morning coffee? Do you still feel the warmness, Of my thighs on yours? Do you still feel my fingertips, All over your face without anygoddamn reason. I'm just  Read More...
Published on Apr 25,2020 01:51 PM
The Mistake
By Bhawna Sharma in True Story | Reads: 694 | Likes: 0
Once there was a girl named as 'Pakhi', who belonged to a small village near Meerut. She was very sincere and talented but no one was there to support her. As her parents were passed away in an accident. Fortunately, she was saved by local people present at that moment. Since then she was living wit  Read More...
Published on May 11,2020 03:05 PM
The Moon
By varsha in Poetry | Reads: 694 | Likes: 0
From my terrace, I stared at the crescent moon.Surrounded me was my favorite city,slumbering in hopes and dreams,asleep in the serene moonlight.Why do I love the moon so much?Selenophile, as the world might call…What do I see in you, my dear moon?Clarity or obscurity?Eternity or ephemerality?  Read More...
Published on May 26,2020 07:44 PM
Last Journey
By Mini Kohli in General Literary | Reads: 694 | Likes: 0
I have been wronged……dreadfully and obnoxiously wronged! Standing in the balcony of my nineteenth-floor apartment, I repulsively go over every instance I have been wronged through the thirty-four winters I have seen. I was named Devdutt by my father and Dev by my mum. But what I want y  Read More...
Published on Jul 26,2020 03:17 PM
Success will come to you
By Arjumand Tanveer in Poetry | Reads: 694 | Likes: 1
Let ur foots move let ur hands move Success will come to you success will come to you. The brain is yours the world is yours and the success is hidden in this,enter in this world and go through success will come to you success will come to you. Move for your future, move for your career, move for yo  Read More...
Published on Aug 19,2020 09:09 PM
I’m the Black
By Giridhar Alwar in Poetry | Reads: 693 | Likes: 1
When the longest days tests your patience, and The shortest nights give you deep sleep. When the longest path finishes in no time, and The shortest holds you at the beginning. When the longer life gives you no joy, and the shortest death can make you feel complete. When the people stood the long  Read More...
Published on Mar 23,2020 01:50 PM
Monsoon
By Paul Reji George in General Literary | Reads: 693 | Likes: 0
Dark clouds are a sign of evident rain, its the end of a long process, a process that gives back to give birth to life. The process is where the crux of their purpose resides. Clouds are formed through vapors that ascend to the heavens and vapors are summoned by the Star that lives in the center of   Read More...
Published on Mar 25,2020 01:50 PM
Isolation
By Divya in Poetry | Reads: 693 | Likes: 1
Isolation,  The closed doors, They hide a secret behind  For some it’s an escape, For some they sound like a cage,  Each person views it differently, For now the world is itself upside down, My hearts wander in those close doors,  To meet that old memory lane, In that corne  Read More...
Published on Apr 12,2020 12:45 PM
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