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ON TOP OF THE TOWER!
By Kavitha Arjun in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 605 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
On Top of the Tower! Delightful Spring just passed by!      Those colorful flowers of mine fell off dried!             Birds that I used to feed sat by my window and cried!   I haven’t seen them at all,   I a  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Mar 23,2020 01:39 PM
You feel like home
By Dhanya Panicker in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 207 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
You feel like home to me, more and more each day. The home that I can rely on, to keep me safe and out of harm's way. You feel like home to me, a seemingly familiar yet exciting array; the more I stay the more I learn of your mysterious, endearing ways. - Dhanya Panicker  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Mar 23,2020 01:39 PM
Never too late
By Meenakshi Dawer in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 213 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
It’s never too late  To bring the change  It’s never too late  To breathe thy fame Drops of rain  Falling on the face Drowns the tears  And hides all fears Path of Life is full of thorns At the end there is a light form Roses may not be a part throughout   மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Mar 23,2020 01:41 PM
The Real Hero
By Giridhar Alwar in General Literary | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 655 | பிடித்தமானவை: 1
Once there was a man who lived with all the luxuries. He has given a good life to many, giving jobs through his business. He was an inspiration for the workers and a superhero for his children. All of a sudden, one day, the bank seized all his properties, money, etc for trusting his friend and givin  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Mar 23,2020 01:44 PM
Repetetion is boring as hell
By Sathish Thottassery in True Story | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 604 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
Repetetion is boring as hell  It was just beginning of the day. The hospital campus and building was receiving the sunlight warmth gradually. The people movement was picking up momentum slowly. He knocked at the cabin door and stepped into the consultation room. “Hello I am Nandakumar.&r  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Mar 23,2020 01:46 PM
I’m the Black
By Giridhar Alwar in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 475 | பிடித்தமானவை: 1
When the longest days tests your patience, and The shortest nights give you deep sleep. When the longest path finishes in no time, and The shortest holds you at the beginning. When the longer life gives you no joy, and the shortest death can make you feel complete. When the people stood the long  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Mar 23,2020 01:50 PM
Plethora
By Nina Agarwal in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 398 | பிடித்தமானவை: 1
The bustling city never sleeps  Too tired to see that my heart weeps I struggle on towards my fate  The steering wheel never quite straight  I have changed the schedule in my mind  My days are happy;night unkind  My smile inert;just for the world  No tears to show - ye  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Mar 23,2020 01:52 PM
The Night Of The Flame
By Rohit Padala in General Literary | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 415 | பிடித்தமானவை: 1
As the silence of the jungle is broken by a loud growl, Juno started running with Ira hot on his heels. But the trail seemed to suddenly disappear. They had followed the wrong one. The vast dressage of black trees swallowed any possible path, rendering Juno and his little sister, Ira helpless. Unabl  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Mar 23,2020 01:52 PM
I am a Gay
By sambath in True Story | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 338 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
" Stop" I and Adi was as if paralyzed. A sharp voice from a dark eyed, well built man, who is double my size, was approaching me. On his way, he found a big thick stick, he handled it and rushed towards me. " What is this sam?", Adi was confused.  The other guy in bike was eyeing us as if we ar  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Mar 23,2020 01:52 PM
Smile please!
By deviprasath arunachalam in War Story | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 283 | பிடித்தமானவை: 1
The sweet voices echoed in between the four walls.  The children are playing here and there.  The walls shows the tragedy of that place by it’s appearance.  The splash of blood shots and coin sized holes appeared nastily all over the walls trying to explain something.  At t  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Mar 23,2020 01:56 PM
REFLECT & ACTION
By Dr.Sanjay Rout in General Literary | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 198 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
At some point, a dairy animals eating in a field near a wilderness out of nowhere saw that a tiger was hustling towards her. The cow frantically hurrying to escape hopped into the lake close by scarcely avoiding the tiger's span. In the warmth of the pursuit, the tiger too jumped after her.  T  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Mar 23,2020 01:57 PM
I, Me, Myself!
By Anjali Gupta in General Literary | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 558 | பிடித்தமானவை: 10
Sounds so condescending. Isn’t it? But that’s what it has been for some time now in these present times. For me somehow, looking for inspiration everywhere, because sometimes that’s the only choice I have – this period of “I, Me, Myself” also connotes healing &nda  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Mar 23,2020 01:58 PM
The Rising Sun
By Prathyusha Deepak in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 392 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
This poem is from the point of view of a young girl who, during the quarantine period, discovers the power of love and togetherness. Sipping my morning coffee, I sit in absolute silence, My ears twitch for sounds, unwilling to indulge in compliance-With the fatal blow that hushed- even the loudest o  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Mar 23,2020 01:58 PM
The Loser Who Never Gave Up!
By Dr.Sanjay Rout in Western | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 476 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
At the point when he was a young man his uncle called him "John", after a funny cartoon horse named Spark Plug. School was everything except incomprehensible for John.  He flopped each subject in the eighth grade. He failed material science in secondary school, getting an evaluation of zero. H  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Mar 23,2020 01:59 PM
A Song to keep us warm
By Kaushik Raghunathan in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 1,710 | பிடித்தமானவை: 5
Our star is destined by it's mass to become a white dwarf from which state it slowly loses more of its energy and becomes a black dwarf. A black dwarf's last vestiges of heat emits only as much light as the embers of fire one makes from gathered woods do. So when I watch a sunset, I am visited by a   மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது Mar 23,2020 02:01 PM
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