The last letter
By Ayan Chakraborty in Poetry | Reads: 597 | Likes: 0
  This letter will be like a rusty old machine, stop-starting in its flow, lubricated with random emotionslong after their expiry dates. This letter is about the anxious waitfor a soldier’s last words, to arrive in its neat foldsfinally finding peace in the mailbox. These blotches and str  Read More...
Published on May 31,2020 01:02 AM
Dil me isqk beshumar chahiye
By Monika Dhyani in Poetry | Reads: 596 | Likes: 1
Is duniya ki chaubees ghnto ki bematlab bhagdad me,  Wo raat ke samundar ke kinare wala ehsaas chahiye Har 10minute me badalne wali metro nhi,  Mujhe train ka lamba sukuun wala safar chahiye Roh se baat krle jo, alfaz jiske samne kam prd jaye Heer ranjhe, laila majnu ke kisse to bahut sun   Read More...
Published on Mar 27,2020 11:29 PM
Speak my mind
By Krati Saxena Badlani in Poetry | Reads: 596 | Likes: 1
I wish a thousand things tonight I wish I could speak my mindIn the midst of chaos when thoughts combineI pick up my pen and try to findA little sequence and light divineBut all I could muster were the tears of mineI wish a thousand things tonight I wish I could speak my mindPeople with ch  Read More...
Published on Mar 30,2020 01:22 AM
BUTTERFLY
By kanthi sree chitturi in General Literary | Reads: 596 | Likes: 0
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Published on Apr 12,2020 02:16 AM
Naya mod: Hostel and College life
By Vanshika Garg in Poetry | Reads: 596 | Likes: 1
Uss samay, anjaan sa sheher tha vo anjaan se chehre the Andheri si raat,darr lgta tha tb, rote the hum, parivaar ki yaad dilata tha sab lekin iss kadar uss anjaan se sheher mein kuch anjaan se chehre jaan bn gaye waqt ka pta hi ni chla  kb vo andheri raatein kb masti bhar bn gyi jb  har di  Read More...
Published on May 3,2020 01:03 AM
Things I would do....
By smritee in Poetry | Reads: 596 | Likes: 0
Things I would do… Once this confinement is over… Few things that were cribbed about, would now be endeared on The vehicle engines revving on roads, would no longer be glared on Sitting in traffic blaring horns, would be a welcome change And being part of cacophony again, would no long  Read More...
Published on May 12,2020 12:10 AM
An anxious existence.
By iffath naaz afshan in Poetry | Reads: 596 | Likes: 0
Sometimes, Ilook in the mirror,looking at myself asa stranger would. Studying the reflectionlike a specimenunder a microscope.Picking out flaws. Not recognisingwho I amor what I feel-detached and adrift. Sometimes, Ilook in the mirror,looking at myselfas a stranger would. An emptinessfill me&mda  Read More...
Published on May 12,2020 04:29 PM
My Life
By Shiva Baran Singh Chandel in Poetry | Reads: 596 | Likes: 0
समर्पित है एकाकीपन मेरा शब्दों में कलम से बंधा हुआ  कुछ पल थे बिखरे इस जीवन में कुछ फूल मिले थे इन राहों में कुछ क  Read More...
Published on May 25,2020 11:23 AM
को रोना काल में मजदूर की व्यथा
By ???? in Poetry | Reads: 596 | Likes: 0
एक मजदूर की व्यथा को रोना के दौरान क्या कैसे और क्यों यह तीन शब्द एक व्यक्ति के जीवन को अलग दिशा में ले जाते हैं ! एक द  Read More...
Published on Jun 1,2020 02:34 PM
See you again
By Prince Yadav in Poetry | Reads: 596 | Likes: 0
It's been a while, i remember  when i saw you that day A mistake of mine,  took me to you right away Then days i spent gazing at you And i was falling, falling everyday Ohh! i wanted to say but my diffidence didn't let me anyway I waited and waited but time had it's pace Till i made a wa  Read More...
Published on Jun 10,2020 10:30 AM
मैं तुम औऱ बारिश की बूँदें
By ashok rana in Poetry | Reads: 596 | Likes: 0
क़भी तुमनें देखा है गौर से  बादल की बरसती बूंदों को.., जब यह बिछुड़ती हैं ना अपने प्रियबर से...,   तो असंख्य पल-असंख्य य  Read More...
Published on Jun 20,2020 05:49 PM
प्यार सा होने लगा है...
By Shafiya Farheen F in Poetry | Reads: 595 | Likes: 1
आज पूरी दुनिया में एक अलग ही हलचल छायी है... एक नजर से देखा जाये तो, खौफ औऱ डर के बीच एक सुकून सी छायी है...   हवा कुछ ज्  Read More...
Published on Mar 22,2020 07:00 PM
A Wish
By Peermasthan BADUSHA in Poetry | Reads: 595 | Likes: 0
In a white empty sheet, You are coloured-blue. From ‘Oblivion Curse’, I have freed you. Visit my grave at least now, With garland or garbage that’s up to you. Find the decomposed ME, Mixed with the soil, Completely! Completely! Now, don’t get shocked. My last-date in tombston  Read More...
Published on Apr 11,2020 02:21 PM
Bad men
By Siya Maurya in Poetry | Reads: 595 | Likes: 1
i dream to be India's daughter before, but i dont want to be anymore.   men  are said to be king, because he   has    cutoff  her  wing. they say, her value is lacking behind, all we need to is to change up our mind.   no one care what's goes next, becaus  Read More...
Published on Apr 13,2020 09:10 PM
भोर (नींद का स्वप्न)
By Rajni Goswami in True Story | Reads: 595 | Likes: 0
यूं ही बालों की गूंथन को खोलते हुये चिड़चिडा रही थी, 'आज समय ही नहीं मिला की इनको संवार लेती' कुछ दिनों से सुगंध की तब  Read More...
Published on May 18,2020 08:32 AM