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LOST CAUSE
By Asna.M in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 327 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
I murdered my self! Can't remember how many times. The first timeI was told  "You're a girl" I killed my self. I had to do it again.... When my better half chose me! I was beguiled my soft pink lips To commit murder  a third time. Every day,a continues murder Till i lost count. All i remem  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 2,2020 03:46 PM
The Definition of Love
By Taru Uppal in Romance | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 469 | பிடித்தமானவை: 1
Maybe love has more to do with death than we’d like to admit. Maybe we just don’t let that thought simmer in our hearts for long enough for the scent to reach the sensory receptors in our brains. You see, when a girl spends multiple sleepless nights gluing together pictures for her boyfr  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 2,2020 03:48 PM
What's Life
By Mansi Mangrulkar in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 985 | பிடித்தமானவை: 1
What's Life And oh how often I think  What if the whole world was a myth It's funny that we don't even wonder What makes the circumstances that we live under And what an important role the society plays  That the barriers built by it always stays Why is it so there are always some rules t  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 2,2020 03:58 PM
Writing is my weapon
By Taru Uppal in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 304 | பிடித்தமானவை: 1
i used to believe writing for me was a coping mechanism something i do very little of something i dont tell anyone about something to hide because 'log kya kahenge?' if they read about the wars i lost or the weight i couldnt lose about the lovers i couldnt keep or the insecurities i cant let go what  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 2,2020 03:50 PM
Festivals, Traditions & Relationship
By Ramu Upadhaya in Thriller | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 1,667 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
The festival Vaitika helps fortify the relationship between brothers and sisters of Gorkhas. Even the estranged brothers get the opportunity to patch up with their sisters during the celebration; for, in the majority of the cases, each estranged brother and sister feels deprived of being affectionat  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 2,2020 03:51 PM
A Lying Star
By Asna.M in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 502 | பிடித்தமானவை: 4
There is a star in the sky Which tells me nothing but lie. He giggles and twinkles... And told me with eye that sparkles. News that healed my heart... A treasure that never can hurt. I dreamt about my treasure Thoughts roamed wild Waiting in vain... Nothing to be gained..but pain The star appeared a  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 2,2020 03:59 PM
Life's a mess
By Mansi Mangrulkar in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 886 | பிடித்தமானவை: 7
Chill don't stress.... So what if life's a mess Is it just me or happens with all?When you just can’t figure out what’s going onYou sit in the shower for long long hoursYou want to solve the world’s problems but think you got no powersAnd fear has taken all over your headIs frustra  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 2,2020 04:04 PM
Satisfaction.... Is all we long for....
By Mansi Mangrulkar in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 288 | பிடித்தமானவை: 1
Satisfaction...is all we long for Whenever I think what I want in life I know what I actually want at least for now. But sometimes I feel that its all worth less.You want to be famous, you feel that people should know you but whereas the truth is people remember you only for their needs. Once their   மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 2,2020 04:08 PM
Together Forever
By Shravani in True Story | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 378 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
Love is not just emotion. When you transform from selfish to selfless then it's truly shows that you are in love. Love is a miracle which converts you in something which you never imagined. No one cannot be happy all the time or can't be smiley face always. But love is the power which keeps lovers   மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 2,2020 04:11 PM
With love, To the Ever-Locked-down Woman
By Nazam Riar in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 784 | பிடித்தமானவை: 8
Ah! Every nook and cranny of the house is spic- and- span Now, it is my turn to clean the hidden realms of my heart too And bring to the surface the buried desires from my lowest ebb That didn’t experience a single ray of sun light Like the unborn child dead in mother’s womb. They went   மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 2,2020 04:29 PM
We fall and survive the next
By Shweta in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 262 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
The day he has left; That day was surrounded by many questions and vibes were terrible, As if life is over. Infact Everything's over; The flower is there but the smell of the flower is missing, Thou, fragrance of flowers has also been lost with you. Without you everything seems faded; The taste of f  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 2,2020 04:32 PM
KEY TO HAPPINESS
By Aryan Shah in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 320 | பிடித்தமானவை: 1
O ! Don't turn on the light now , still , it's feebly bright outside Please ! Forget remembering the one  Not worthy of any value. Money , Job , Wealth and Success, is what you have ?? Yet ! you  are poor guy , even more than me dear rich brother. No money , pleasure and good food I have  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 2,2020 04:48 PM
Chicken Cutlet for the Soul
By Manoj Vaz Ramchandran in Humour & Comedy | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 870 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
CHICKEN CUTLET FOR THE SOUL By Manoj Vaz “I had seen it in one of these magazines,” thought Mrs. Iyer, impatiently rummaging through a pile of magazines. “Mutton Rogan Josh, Chicken Hyderabadi, Paneer Pasanda,” she read and thought aloud, “wher  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 2,2020 04:49 PM
The Photograph
By Apoorva Vishnuvajhala in Horror | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 791 | பிடித்தமானவை: 14
It was a magical camera.  I knew it as soon as I saw it on the display at the pawnshop. It was love at first sight. Though I had cameras at home, this one called out to me. I wanted it so bad. I went inside and asked the owner about it. He told me it was a decade camera. Everytime I would c  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 2,2020 04:52 PM
a violet handkerchief
By Shruti in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 714 | பிடித்தமானவை: 10
Rains were yet to come, summers were setting to dusk. Feets jumped stairs and missed some, there hanged a violet handkerchief with seven clips colored yellow musk. Watch on wrist showed ten to seven,  set his hair which were uneven. Turned and sighed through relief and there the lavender s  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 2,2020 04:57 PM
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