Poetry

You !
By Aditi Chillal in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 275 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
Who are you really?  You are not a name  Or a height or a weight  Or a gender You are not an age   And you are not where you are from     You are your favourite books  And the songs stuck into your head   You are your thoughts  And what you  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Jul 5,2020 07:42 PM
Spectrum
By Ritika Chowdhary in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 634 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
I entered into the world of love,  Like a white ray enters a triangular prism.  Just the way the ray gets deviated,  I too got deviated from my aim.  Splitting myself in different directions And loosing every colour that I once consisted.  What the world saw when I got split  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Jul 5,2020 11:15 PM
A cocoa diary
By Avila Charles in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 474 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
Born from the cocoa bean to build the castle of bliss in your heart. I could be the solace in your chaos,  the music in your melancholy, the key to the world of ecstasy, soothe your anxiety and be the voice of your serenity.  My heart pops at the glance of your smile.  Shaped in a ba  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Jul 6,2020 03:48 AM
Everything is Love
By Mirudhula Selvaraj in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 588 | பிடித்தமானவை: 4
There was a boy named Peter. He was living in a house along with his grandmother in Paris. He loves her so much. Everyday his Granny used to tell stories to him. One day while Peter and his Granny were sitting in the veranda. His Granny fell him a story of a tree :'Jacaranda Mimosifola'. Peter was v  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Jul 6,2020 11:47 AM
I loved a fake
By Mirudhula Selvaraj in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 288 | பிடித்தமானவை: 2
I loved a fake. Why? Why did I do so? Genuinely I don't know how did I do so. How my little heart gave a place to a fake? I trusted him. I just closed my eyes and believed him. Initial we are good friends. At a leisure pace he made me trust on him beyond friendship. Later we become in a relation. We  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Jul 6,2020 02:53 PM
Karwaan - A Revisit
By Sriharsha in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 412 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
Karwaan - A Revisit Lingering in thoughts, rooted in melancholy The purpose of life slowly slipped away Lamenting the folly Was he in a compromise for a substantial pay   The support turned bleak The voice toned down To an entity, lifeless and meek The charisma was hazed by a visible frown&hel  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Jul 7,2020 12:48 AM
Drowning In Despair
By Aarzoo in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 1,015 | பிடித்தமானவை: 1
What can be felt  Can never be explained This night I ask my soul  To drown in despair The lights that once guided me  Are the ones that blinded me They burned my home to ashes  And left me to rot on the streets Like muddy balls of fur  I too wandered the earth  Wit  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Jul 7,2020 12:22 PM
Colonialism: A Tale Of Romance
By Jeet sannigrahi in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 383 | பிடித்தமானவை: 1
Long long ago, the world was ill Then you came with a loads of zeal. A barren sky, a land full of nuts Became wet when you showed your guts. The privilege had a little cost, The fresh air they breathed was lost. In exchange you gave some gold, silk and tea. And they forgot what will power could be!   மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Jul 7,2020 01:45 PM
A better failure
By Preeti Agrawal in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 520 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
A better failureI'm just trying to ensure, to live like a better failureNo matter what marks you secure, out of lifeAlways there is enough just to survive, thankfully! Trying times,a best consultant for activating us wonderfullyMe and you can construct our health actively. Successful but handling st  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Jul 7,2020 08:59 PM
BUT
By P. Sharma in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 529 | பிடித்தமானவை: 1
A cobbler polishes shoes of people but his own shoes are unpolished, A watchman takes care of whole society at night but no one takes care of his house, A presser iron clothes of others but his own clothes are unpressed, A ragpicker picks rag from houses but his own house has a collection of rags, I  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Jul 7,2020 11:39 PM
उल्फ़त मुझे अब भी है
By P. Sharma in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 834 | பிடித்தமானவை: 1
ज़िक्र तेरा अब भी है  फिक्र तेरा अब भी है  हक तेरा अब भी है  उलफ़त मुझे अब भी है।।।।  दीदार की तड़प अब भी  है इज  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Jul 8,2020 10:59 AM
Just let me be
By Jasmine Nankani in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 246 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
Glimpse: Why are people always telling others to behave? Why can't we just be ourselves? Why are girls always supposed to accept gender roles when it is not even necessary! Theywant me to behave. Theyw me to sit and fit, according to them. They want me to flex like a pro, when their torso hit mine   மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Jul 8,2020 01:56 PM
Just let me be
By Jasmine Nankani in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 223 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
Glimpse: Why are people always telling others to behave? Why can't we just be ourselves? Why are girls always supposed to accept gender roles when it is not even necessary! They want me to behave. They want  me to sit and fit, according to them. They want me to flex like a pro, when their tors  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Jul 8,2020 02:01 PM
WHEN MOTHERS CRIED
By Colonel Dr Ramanan Duraiswami in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 271 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
Disconnected in a connected World, Into a mindless morass you were hurled. Dazed, disoriented by drinks and drugs, Surrounded by treacherous knaves and thugs. Each day a thousand deaths you died, Each day, a mother cried.   Your face lit up by a radiant smile, You had it all, success and style!  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Jul 8,2020 03:00 PM
Consciously Ordinary
By Preeti Agrawal in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 430 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
Consciously Ordinary With more inner work, dig away the covering Digging gold out of me, covered through layers of life What I thought necessary, was a compulsive accessory When simply layered off, knowing it consciously ordinary.  Recognition of the self, surely a great glory Actually fascinat  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Jul 8,2020 09:59 PM
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