Age of innocence: A poem by Nisha Tandon
The child in me still seeks mother’s lullabiesIn her cozy lap, I find my peaceful paradiseLooking for answers to all my what’s, where’s and why’sAnd...
Winners Corner
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Trove of memories: A poem by Deepti Gupta
The beatific smiles on angelic faces Running the grounds with open shoe laces Baked brown in the lavish sun A soaring spirit and worries none...
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Homeless: A poem by Banani Sikdar
I’m an execrable creature, dwelling on lanes anonymous, A destitute, a victim of my own destiny, precarious. Society looks down upon me, an orphan, a...
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Homeless: A poem by Banani Sikdar
I’m an execrable creature, dwelling on lanes anonymous, A destitute, a victim of my own destiny, precarious. Society looks down upon me, an orphan, a...
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AGE OF INNOCENCE – An Introspection!: A Story by Neeti Parti
Childhood – the age of innocence is not a favour bestowed. It is a ‘given’ in every young soul’s life! Not that Rohan knew this...
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AGE OF INNOCENCE – An Introspection!: A Story by Neeti Parti
Childhood – the age of innocence is not a favour bestowed. It is a ‘given’ in every young soul’s life! Not that Rohan knew this...
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Restless Soul: A poem by Nivedita Roy
Saudade pulsates and shivers within Auspicious auscultations deep within Ubiquitous kindling of love Dismal space with languid breaths Au revoir to that montage Dwindling flashes...
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Restless Soul: A poem by Nivedita Roy
Saudade pulsates and shivers within Auspicious auscultations deep within Ubiquitous kindling of love Dismal space with languid breaths Au revoir to that montage Dwindling flashes...
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The downpour…!: A poem by Ankurita Khajanchi
The downpour was heavy, so was my heart; Gleeful yet restive, what an abstruse art! The petrichor palpably cued in the charm; With unabated longing,...
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The downpour…!: A poem by Ankurita Khajanchi
The downpour was heavy, so was my heart; Gleeful yet restive, what an abstruse art! The petrichor palpably cued in the charm; With unabated longing,...
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The Restless Soul: A poem by Neha Gupta
Yet another day was gone, colossal night sprawled,With the setting of the Sun, a new wave of forlornness swashed,On the coast of his mind, he...
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I beg your pardon: A poem by Ankurita Khajanchi
Pardon me…If my melodies are unlyrically dissonateAnd our thoughts don’t always resonate;Now for the umpteenth time as we disagreeI refrain from being obsequious, as I...
