Same Same but Different
By Filter Koffee Chronicles in General Literary | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 660 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
Disclaimer : This is purely a work of fiction and my imagination. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is pur  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Apr 29,2020 03:29 PM
The Old Man who lives by the Barrage
By Soraisam Anuka in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 659 | 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
The last call
By P Sarma in General Literary | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 657 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
A sudden call in the evening, as we were sipping tea together like any other day where my father would be sharing his childhood memories, mother would be smiling hearing them and me along with my brother would join too. The last time I saw my mother was before she left for the hospital. It was just   மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Mar 28,2020 06:51 PM
Quarantine
By Anshul Sarsiya in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 651 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
Vacant avenues devoid sphere, Aghast human incurable fear, Lightless morns lifeless nuclear, Globe recites the end is near, Valor saviors yet adhere, martyr fighting against spear, Happiness en routes as darkness clear, Hey! earth dispose out drear.  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Apr 20,2020 03:19 PM
The Man Behind the Mask
By Vasu in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 651 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
In the circus of life, we all play our parts As soon as we are born the show starts For the will of the crowd, our masks we don And get humiliated cause the show must go on I am part of the same circus, I also signed the contract The crowd cheers for me and they all love my act But do they lov  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 30,2020 08:57 PM
A child's cry
By Aleena in General Literary | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 646 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
"Amma. I'm hungry." Watching her little boy cry for food was not something Ragini ever wanted to see. He was merely four years old. How could she make him understand that they were basically stuck in the apartment? That his father had gone out looking for food three days back but never returned. Tha  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Apr 3,2020 09:17 PM
Dear Subconsious Mind
By Akanksha Pathania in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 642 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
dear subconsious mind...   Why you remind me of the memories I try to forget all day-night ? i know, you are aware of the pain Hidden behind my wide smile   you immerse me  into the long lost thoughts locked in the box of my heart And you trigger my emotions  to fight against the  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 25,2020 11:33 PM
JUST SO YOU KNOW...
By Harshada in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 634 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
I just want you to know it still hurts, Not as much as it used to, but just enough to sometimes skip a beat when your name pops up. I just want you to know that the ghosts of the past are still hiding under my bed, Not as many as there were when you left, but scarcely enough to still remind me of y  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Apr 24,2020 08:00 PM
If nights were never to end.
By SQ in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 633 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
If nights were never to end Then I'd drown myself into my thoughts Thoughts portraying my emptiness A void which is yet to be filled Choices that I made throughout my life Replaying in my head  People whom I loved way too much Or maybe not enough Forever in a conflict of saving myself Or the pe  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Jun 6,2020 12:14 PM
Through Ice and fire
By Dharani in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 611 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
Under the roof, I fancy the days I was  trapped in your smoking peppery romance, also Them,your lips tasting like  A succulent midsummer fruit Nights are no more long, Cause darling it's the summer. Under the roof, I fancy Us drenched in the pelting downpour A sudden clasp from behind, fo  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 26,2020 12:36 AM
ThankYou
By Mayukh in General Literary | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 600 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
It was hardly a year that I had met Oliver and we decided to get married. I was twenty six then. Oliver was twenty eight. Even though we had known each other for almost a year, a new found closeness developed, fueled by the happiness that comes with a wedding, new people, new friends, and new e  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Apr 3,2020 04:44 PM
Chimera
By Akber Ayub in Romance | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 590 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
  Akber Ayub Words: 2480 Short Story akbersait@yahoo.co.uk                                                                      மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 13,2020 11:09 AM
The Veil of Innocence
By Samyuktha G in Thriller | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 586 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
There was a couple sitting in the cafe when I walked in. As the light was low, I didn’t know who they were until the woman turned around and I saw it was my wife. I felt a pang of hurt seeing them together, seeing her laugh and being happy, something for which I was no longer a cause of. I kn  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 6,2020 08:40 PM
COVID - 19 Heroes
By Thomas Roberts in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 582 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
As I retire for the night and go under the sheet, But kick it off, switch on the fan unable to bear the heat. Then try as I might for the rest of the night, But cannot fall asleep, With Covid-19 running in my mind, I try to start counting sheep. Now in my mind these unruly woolies all begin to scat  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Apr 23,2020 11:17 PM
Party Night.
By Sakshi in Thriller | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 582 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
these are the days  when no one cared  about the ceilings that were crackling the walls were too shattering paintings were dusty furniture went crooked and books were no longer opened and then there was me lying unmoved on the floor with two empty glasses looking around, I started thinkin  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 5,2020 03:43 PM
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