The Empty Playground
By Priyanka Singh in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 960 | பிடித்தமானவை: 1
The swings are feeling unimportant. Children no longer squabble  Over whose turn it is next, and The slides miss babies’ babble As they threw handfuls of sand On it, and fished out some shiny pebble. Merry-go-round goes round no more Nor the see-saw low and high. The playground   மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Mar 25,2020 11:54 PM
THE BLACK DEATH
By Sandeep Mohan in General Literary | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 959 | பிடித்தமானவை: 1
The door bell rang. It was you again. Every time you do that, I get an impulse to fall into your arms and break down crying. But, I know I can’t. I yearn to let you in, so you can stay with me. But I fear my family won't understand. They always ask me what I’m doing by the door when you   மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Mar 29,2020 07:09 PM
Butcher's wife committed suicide
By Ajitkumar Nambiar in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 958 | பிடித்தமானவை: 1
Butcher's widow said "My husband is dead so let me meet your need for meat" To the crowd on the street And she fixed a board With whatever she could afford Just above the tiny shop Tied it hard lest it could drop First day a banker stood Like a snake raised his hood The 'blade companies' drink hum  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Apr 4,2020 01:46 AM
Co -operation
By Nikita in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 946 | பிடித்தமானவை: 1
When you were born , you got two supporting hands for your fingers,  got shoulder for a ride , & also got all your demands fullfilled ,  your parents always co operated you !!!! crying faces was welcomed by the school ,  teachers guided you , scolded for mistakes, taugh you the b  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 15,2020 02:48 PM
Fear and Fear Not
By Heba Abdul Kadeer in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 945 | பிடித்தமானவை: 1
For over ages and ages! It accompanied man in all stages  Breeding upon the minds and Hearts Despoil to lose their thoughts  Seven deadly sins as they go Frowned at the eight one as it comes The deadliest venom that sprang and shun Hailing aloof in a darkest crumb At the eleventh hour thre  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Apr 14,2020 12:52 PM
Platform no. 01
By Harshit in Romance | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 943 | பிடித்தமானவை: 1
 I was there waiting for her at Patna junction, the platform display board showed   18:45 hrs. and there was a heavy rush at the station . I was there standing on platform no. 01 , looking at the food stall , the seller probably noticed me was expecting me to his stall . I was restles  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Jun 9,2020 01:27 AM
The Rhino
By Mayank Manohar in Travel | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 942 | பிடித்தமானவை: 1
When I spotted a rhino during my trip to Nairobi national park, Kenya, I could imagine what the rhino is telling us and write this: Dear Human, If you are thick skinned, tough, stand firm on your ground and adaptable in the most difficult of times like me, people are bound to stand up, take notice a  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 4,2020 11:31 PM
THE SIGHTS AND SOUNDS OF GUILIN
By B.M. Kapoor in Travel | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 937 | பிடித்தமானவை: 1
Guilin is a simple likeable name, but not one that many people would easily recall. Thus I could be forgiven for not readily accepting my travel agent's suggestion that we should include it in our trip to China. I grudgingly agreed. It was only on reaching there that I realized the value of that sug  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Mar 30,2020 09:21 AM
You and I in this beautiful Home.
By Anamika Dutta in Romance | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 934 | பிடித்தமானவை: 1
“…I will send you the presentation as soon as possible.” You were trying to be polite on the phone meeting. And I am here sitting on dining table with my laptop and file open, trying hard to just concentrate on my work. We always plan work from home to spend a day together as we   மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 10,2020 11:01 AM
Oh God !Where were you ?
By Tanvi Mehta in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 929 | பிடித்தமானவை: 1
Oh God! Where were you ? When the Roosters (read:Cock,hens and chickens)said, "Cock a Doodle Doo",please shoo shoo shoo. Oh God! Where were you? When the Goats said " Mehn; Mehn; Mehn" ;not me,me,me. Oh God! Where were you?  When the Fishes said, water is fine ,fine and fine; please don't take   மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Mar 31,2020 11:06 AM
The Jail
By Sansia Jain in Crime | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 927 | பிடித்தமானவை: 1
The Jail Yet another day I am awaken by the sharp musk smell of the green moss that wafts through my nose sending shivers all over my body. Even my stomach grumbles due to the lack of food intake and I sense the start of a headache when bright sunrays prickle like needles in my eyes. The monochromat  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 12,2020 10:15 AM
The Talking Books
By Jyotsna Murthy in Fantasy | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 921 | பிடித்தமானவை: 1
Can you move aside please, I don't have enough place  to sit here, said "The fallen leaf" No I can't,  replied "The new spring" arogantly.You old lady, better mind your own business don't try to control my life.I am getting frustrated here ,Meera,please come and  take me he blabberd.   மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 22,2020 11:18 AM
Relations
By Chetna in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 919 | பிடித்தமானவை: 1
Relations of love as well blood versus trust Even a micro as well macro thing is interconnected due to relation, Chirpy as well serious has full heart as of devotion. Mother whether is of nature or real too much caring, Even give own life when commitment to In  front of offspring. A long and so  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Jun 5,2020 07:15 PM
தாய் (Mother)
By Ahamed Hamza in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 916 | பிடித்தமானவை: 1
தாய் தாய் தூங்கி நான் அறியேன் தரணியில் நீ வாழும் வரை அதிகாலை நான் எழுந்தால் அதற்கு முன்பே விழித்திடுவாய்நான் அ  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Mar 23,2020 07:59 AM
Bollywood Timeline
By Avni Nangia in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 915 | பிடித்தமானவை: 1
Raja Harishchandra began it all Alam Ara filled each cinema hall Dadasahab Phalke was the father of Indian Cinema Silent or spoken, it was a big dilemma Since then, there was no turning back And Bollywood never witnessed anymore black As Kisan Kanya became the first colour picture That created mem  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Apr 1,2020 05:00 PM
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