Game of Bigotry
By akshat kaushal in General Literary | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 675 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
There is a significant difference between majority, And a foul game of bigotry Just because you’re in a larger number, you’ll be powerful? Just because your headcount is low, why your abilities are doubtful?   This is not solely about religious community but about every parted se  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 17,2020 05:56 PM
The scars of my childhood
By shireen ahsan in General Literary | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 675 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
I stood scared and trembling in the corner as I saw him raising his hand again at my docile , weak mother . She stood cowering and crying in the corner. He threw the plate of food which she had so painstakingly made for him . My anger knew no bounds . I wanted to kill him but I felt so helpless. Wha  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 26,2020 11:49 PM
Stigma
By Aruma Bhat in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 673 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
Stigma they call it; When she sees her & feels her heart flutter. Stigma they call it; When she confesses and hears a yes with a stutter. Stigma they call it; When he finds himself falling for the guy with the pretty dimple. Stigma they call it; When dimpled guy finds the attraction to him not s  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Mar 31,2020 04:29 PM
And the heart answered
By Neema Kumari in Humour & Comedy | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 673 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
It was love. She was damn sure. For the past few days, she was crazily in love with her best friend. She wondered why she never felt the same for him before that day. But it was different now. She had fallen in love with him, and she was sure he felt the same for her. She recalled that day when he t  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Apr 22,2020 05:25 PM
Nature
By Hridya Amal in General Literary | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 673 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
In a crowded railway station, where people are running like ants, trains are roaring, shopkeepers shouting “tea Tea…Coffee…Coffee…”                 Thomson a gentleman around forty year old is sitting on a bench in the platfo  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 31,2020 03:15 PM
Loneliness ( Being alone)
By Chanchal in General Literary | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 671 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
The perpetual quest of human beings is to shatter their loneliness. People always tend to find love for them by surrounding personages who should bear a close proximity with them.  But, I feel being alone at some point of your day is the best time you can have in your life. Actually sitting wit  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Apr 7,2020 12:19 AM
Dear Brother
By Alisha Nandeshwar in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 671 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
  On this day, dear brother,  Let's try not to fight, Oh, who am I kidding? Our bickering is our birthright!   But without any fights today, Let's celebrate the bond we share, Even though I know that, Sometimes you don't even play fair!   You have given me many gifts, Even the pr  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 16,2020 04:16 PM
The Arctic in our hearts shall melt
By Saba Fatima in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 670 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
Her beauty didn't last and so didn't his money, They were wretched in the cold and wished it was sunny; The rain poured in, from the tarpaulin above, But they believed they would survive, only by love.   Resources! Resources! Their trembling house cried, How blooming was the woman when she cam  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Apr 8,2020 06:25 AM
Random musings
By samanvitha in General Literary | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 668 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
The past few days as I’ve been scrolling through Instagram there were many who mentioned that the quarantine and the whole work from home situation has allowed them to notice the tiny details like how the light played in the various corners of their home.Now I’ve been working from home t  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Mar 31,2020 11:16 AM
The Unsung Song
By M J Nieves in War Story | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 668 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
Violent winds, eyes see roads caked with dust,  The town is now a battle ground;  The stainless steel corrodes to rust,  Ears twitch at the common marching sound.    E’er soldiers give out a battle cry Heavy buil  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 14,2020 10:21 PM
My life is a movie.
By Shruti Reddy in True Story | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 668 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
I remember I was 10 years old when I started watching movies with putting my heart into them. Before that I never felt such wonderful connection with them. I see myself in every character, the way they talk, the way they cry, they behave, every, every bit of them influences me, always. I see my life  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 16,2020 12:59 PM
Animals Talk in Quarantine!
By Vibhuti Vaid in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 667 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
Where has that human gone?  Who got me  chillies every morn,  Even the one who brought me bread,  Or the one who sat here and read,  The little girl who came for a walk,  The grandmother who loved to talk,  The Flying Jatt who ran so fast,  The man who made al  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Mar 29,2020 03:22 PM
Beyond "Us"
By Kiran in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 667 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
I know you think of me,   When the sun sets, When the moon shines, When the sea greets the shores, When the leaves blush at autumn,   And that's enough for me..!!     - Kiran  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 8,2020 02:56 AM
The day we come out of the lockdown
By farida rangwala in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 666 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
The day we come out  Of the lockdown, May be the sun would shower The light brighter than before. The deserted streets Would throb with a dazzle of life, The smiles on our faces, Would be wider and pure. The breeze would be pristine With the smell of empathy That would have won over Our hearts   மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 25,2020 10:14 PM
Impure Man
By Darpan Sain in Romance | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 666 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
I'm the impure man. But, whenever she holds me. The man of impurity, becomes Pure. Because the power she have, is called Love. © Darpan Sain.   மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 31,2020 05:24 PM
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