The Old Man who lives by the Barrage
By Soraisam Anuka in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 420 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
Yet another day has dawn, as the birds started chirping again. The old man is woken up. The hut is old, the roof is falling. for everyday is a new day, for the old man. Another day; another day, hums the old man who lives by the barrage.   They say home is where we find our comforts; but by se  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 26,2020 05:17 PM
Anamika (The Unrequited Love)
By Devendra Lingwal in Romance | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 416 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
Different people have portrayed the essence of love in a variety of related but distinct forms in different contexts. For some love is worship, for some it’s an unselfish loyal and benevolent concern for the good of another, while for some it’s a feeling of intimacy, commitment and passi  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Apr 24,2020 09:25 PM
Amma ,"granny kicked the bucket".
By Nivedita A in Humour & Comedy | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 413 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
It was a perfect Sunday afternoon. I was determined to make a delicious mushroom biryani for the entire family.I was enjoying my art of cooking at the kitchen. My father-in-law was watching a very old cricket match that would have in repeated infinite times. I wonder what makes him love that ,but wa  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Apr 24,2020 02:58 PM
Hymn for the Dead
By Shama Dinesh in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 408 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
The night time terror reigned the streets At the brink of death, humanity retreats Distress weaving its way inside In the awakening of the Grim Reaper’s bride   Desperate, shall you look into the mirror Stare into the eyes of the demons of hunger Humanity is fading, suffering, and dying Y  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Apr 6,2020 08:55 PM
On the swing of life
By Nivedita Nakhare in True Story | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 402 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
It's been years since I sat on a swing, in a children’s park, with no fear of falling down while I travelled to and fro so recklessly that I would imagine myself riding on the wind’s horses with their reins placed firmly in my hands. The slaps of wind on my face, as I moved back and for  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Apr 4,2020 06:47 PM
The Little tyrant
By Dharani in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 401 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
Cellphone buzzing one after another Wishing to answer, yet I held back I'm here in the lobby, Reminiscing our dreams on our to be little one, As soon as they called me  In a rush, Like a lively little pony, extremely exuberant I set foot in, To see my whispering angel lying, Painted a peck on h  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 26,2020 12:35 AM
Between the fingers
By Siddharth Mehrotra in Romance | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 400 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
Between the fingers ❤️ After a long time, leaving all the work behind, he came to see me but the time we had in our hand was too little to share thousands of memories. We spent hours just talking and little by little I found myself falling for him again.  He removed the clips from my hair a  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 25,2020 10:10 AM
That Night
By Radnyi in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 398 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
Untangled me from the sheets, My eyes bloodshot... Cried their way through the night, But still the roses in my hand...   My shirt's all befouled red, You yanked my heart out of me... I tried to scan the emotion in your eyes, While you watched me bleed...   My conscience takes me back, To   மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 27,2020 01:25 PM
The strangers house
By ketki verma in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 392 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
Its a dark newmoon night Surrounded by silence,  I slowly tip toe towards the strangers door. But it's locked .  I look beneath the door mat, and Ah ! There's the key.  How do I know this ?  It's confusing me.. So I slowly turn the knob, and open the door,  Just enough for m  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 6,2020 10:57 PM
The girl in my book
By Apoorva Sharma in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 391 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
It was an unusual day, I wanted to escape in a way The page of the book had a parallel universe written in it.I instantly bookmarked it with my favorite pink lily About a girl who defined the word freedom for me. Wrapped her in the shawl , her Ammi sung her a lullabyGrew up with music where women ar  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 6,2020 01:55 AM
Mother Or Child
By Afreen Shanavas in General Literary | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 391 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
The mother, with the baby on her back, walked through the barren land. The hunt for water seemed never-ending. Trees were ripped of its glory; only the dry twigs remained, shaking occasionally when a breeze blew. The mother could never forget the image she saw a few days before. She was resting ju  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Jun 11,2020 10:56 AM
My Trapped Soul
By Samadrita Roy in Romance | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 385 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
It was a rainy evening.. I was reading my all-time favourite novel. The room was dark, only the rest chair and my book were lit up by the tiny lamp shade.  The sound of rain and smell of the mud was soothing me. At that very moment I heard a tap on the door. I knew the tap. It was rythemic- the  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Apr 14,2020 11:11 AM
The Letter
By Adarsh Pradeep in General Literary | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 384 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
To, The Chief Minister of Kerala, The ‘Democracy of India’   23rd-March-2020   Sir,   I know you might be busy with the Corona episode but still, I cannot restrain myself from writing this letter to you. Myself Deb from Karbi Anglong, Assam. And yes, you guessed it right,   மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Apr 28,2020 07:02 PM
Crossroads
By Shreyosi in Romance | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 383 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
  Indolent afternoons, I snuggle up on my favorite bean bag at the Crossword. Smelling my newly bought novel, I fondly go through the excerpt, when suddenly a purple ford on the road catches my attention. And I look outside the window, longer than usual, almost in anticipati  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Apr 10,2020 09:19 PM
St Antony & a Quiet Sunday
By Anilkumar Kurup in General Literary | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 373 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
  The boat ride back from the island seemed swift. I jumped out on to the wharf that was feet and a half above the deck and unknowingly and perhaps appearing to ignore the rest of the women folk extended my hand to her to hold and hoist up on to the wharf. That chivalry apparently did not go u  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Apr 16,2020 11:47 AM
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