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Finding myself
By neha Purohit in True Story | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 523 | பிடித்தமானவை: 1
So I dated two guy and both double dated me. So I was so depressed and lonely I never believed in love and I have an issue I can't trust anyone. Though I was trying to date other guy but that didn't helped and now I m single for many year. I was always finding some flawes in me. Maybe he left me bec  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 6,2020 09:51 PM
I am strong
By priyadarshini vishwakarma in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 251 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
Alone in the night , mid of streets ; Crying , depressed but still quiet  Suddenly a hand on my back , Inappropriate, was the touch ; I felt . BUT LET IT GO, CAUZ "I AM STRONG" .     Entered in the class ; laughing and gigling was all I heard . Neither i was  "Madonna" nor "Tom c  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 6,2020 09:51 PM
An Illusion of Love midst Excursion
By Pooja Arya in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 1,130 | பிடித்தமானவை: 22
An illusion of Love midst Excursion. Fooled by your eyes,I was seeing another lie..Waiting to feel shy,And you've only let me die? To show you thy affection, ignited the passion;Only to be labeled as an Illusion was your decision! Blinded by emotions, I could only surrender;Whilst my skin ripped, I   மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 6,2020 09:59 PM
On the bridge
By manasi pareek in Romance | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 491 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
 You know how life is, it just happens, it takes its own course, you cannot fictionalize it, you cannot fabricate it, its only memory that can be recreated therefore it is only life in retrospect that can be designed to our whims and we can give ourselves a false sense of having lived that whim  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 6,2020 10:23 PM
Home
By Raina in General Literary | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 574 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
Dad’s first car didn’t have air conditioning. When it rained in the hills during the monsoons, the glass windows of the car turned into beautiful translucent canvases. I drew hearts on the condensed glass. Hearts and smileys and stars. As I grew up, dad bought more cars. They all had air  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 6,2020 10:23 PM
Women and Power
By C. Kaviya in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 273 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
Shines before the sun Works without being paid Loves with no expectations  Cares with tenderness Dreams with no hope Yearns for what she never gets Shares what she loves the most Leaves those who loved her truly  Laughs with pain Lives not for her They call it sacrifice  I call it her  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 6,2020 10:34 PM
Mother's Love
By heather wilhelm in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 251 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
Mother's Love Mother martyr, martyr Mother  It’s hard to tell the difference. When I love so very hard,  Love can bring resistance. Once I felt it in the womb Martyr followed very soon. I laughed, I cried, became dismayed But I wouldn’t have it any other way. The love is force  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 6,2020 10:40 PM
The strangers house
By ketki verma in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 417 | 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
Perfect Date
By nishtha in Romance | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 295 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
Sayesha is waiting at metro station for Aarav, and as usual he is late. They have known each other for quite a time and have turned from strangers to friends to partners. After waiting for 20 minutes and cursing him for what feels like 100 times Aarav arrives and gives the same lame excuse "Traffic   மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 6,2020 10:57 PM
Ssshh Silence please...
By ketki verma in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 753 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
Ssssshhh silence please Had said the nurse in the icu ward when I was born Ssshhh silence please Said the parents  when I played around the house.. Ssshhh silence please Said the teacher when I went to school  Sssshhh silence please  Said the librarian when I was discussing my collage  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 6,2020 11:01 PM
Skin
By Mugdh in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 860 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
Pixel in an image was she.  Overwhelmed by her neighbours all white and bright.  Powerless, clueless, so she thought. A black pixel is in a tight spot.  Have you noticed your eyes? The black and white see colour, alright.  Did you guess where the black pixel was? A hint for you.   மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 6,2020 11:20 PM
10 Years Alone
By heather wilhelm in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 403 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
At the kitchen sink, I look out the window,There it is, the moon glistening off the smooth white snow.It's been a long road accepting a part of mother nature I've never knew, I am learning to accept it, to start a new.Gardens die, It's hard to see the sight, But now I see them in a different kind of  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 6,2020 11:24 PM
LIFE
By Shef patel in True Story | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 368 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
             Why am I so difficult to understand?  Yes I do have my dreams on which a long way to work.  Hard work would lead me along with motivation...  While I m on a journey along with demotivating people around I can't go through it every day it  மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 6,2020 11:29 PM
That was then
By Yaotkr in Poetry | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 281 | பிடித்தமானவை: 0
                             That was Then He made her feel there’s beauty in her curly back hair that fell over her temples And the not so merry brown eyes that held untold stories he so wanted to unravel But that was   மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 7,2020 12:43 AM
Under the floor of heaven
By Deepika Paul in Romance | வாசிக்கப்பட்டவை: 583 | பிடித்தமானவை: 7
"Till now you have not done up with your hair" my mother yelled with a bang on the door. I remained seated at my dressing table resembling Madame Tussaud's creation. My fingers cuddled among themselves with the sweat of anxiety. Twee-Twee, my phone flashed : "Hey,I'm here,unable to control my pangs   மேலும் வாசிக்க...
அன்று வெளியிடப்பட்டது May 7,2020 01:12 AM