The tree house: A poem by Babita Kejriwal
As I walked in the Forest one warm day, I saw a beautifully-lit Tree house on the way. Fresh green foliage Did magically surround, Along...
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The tree house: A poem by Girija Prakash
How nice to stay in a tree house!As a kid, my father had built it,for me and my friends to play.It was a private space,where...
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Abandoned: A poem by Nisha Tandon
Forsaken in love and left broken heartedShe surrendered and left everything to fateManaging to survive every beguiling promiseTo her that he had fraudulently madeShe was...
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Abandoned: A poem by Nisha Tandon
Forsaken in love and left broken heartedShe surrendered and left everything to fateManaging to survive every beguiling promiseTo her that he had fraudulently madeShe was...
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Abandoned: A poem by Nisha Tandon
Forsaken in love and left broken heartedShe surrendered and left everything to fateManaging to survive every beguiling promiseTo her that he had fraudulently madeShe was...
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Abandoned…: A poem by Jayashree Pillai
I see her clinging to the railings That trap her within towering walls : Walls that now seem alien to her. I watch her stare...
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Abandoned…: A poem by Jayashree Pillai
I see her clinging to the railings That trap her within towering walls : Walls that now seem alien to her. I watch her stare...
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Abandoned…: A poem by Jayashree Pillai
I see her clinging to the railings That trap her within towering walls : Walls that now seem alien to her. I watch her stare...
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The tree house: A story by Neha Gupta
It was the first day of school after a long summer vacation. Students were walking towards the main lobby from the entrance of the school....
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The tree house: A story by Neha Gupta
It was the first day of school after a long summer vacation. Students were walking towards the main lobby from the entrance of the school....
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The tree house: A story by Neha Gupta
It was the first day of school after a long summer vacation. Students were walking towards the main lobby from the entrance of the school....
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Abandoned: A poem by Parul Banerjee
I am not one, but a rabble with numerous psyches and their rattles. Those synchronize to give a feel that they listen to the one in...
