The road not taken: A poem by Vandana Bhasin
The path you’re traversing, I know it isn’t so tranquil But have no regrets my dear, For the path forsaken, for the road not taken...
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The road not taken: A poem by Vandana Bhasin
The path you’re traversing, I know it isn’t so tranquil But have no regrets my dear, For the path forsaken, for the road not taken...
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Thunder: A poem by Deepa Gopal
Like all siblings, they did compete in the sport In all life’s adventures The sky, their home, their favorite playground They ran hither thither They...
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Thunder: A poem by Deepa Gopal
Like all siblings, they did compete in the sport In all life’s adventures The sky, their home, their favorite playground They ran hither thither They...
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Thunder: A poem by Manisha Amol
A frightening thunder, ebullient lightning streaking above so high,Ominous clouds silhouetted against the blue-black sky.The twinkling stars, luminescent moon hiding behind clouds shy,The unrelenting downpour...
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Thunder: A poem by Manisha Amol
A frightening thunder, ebullient lightning streaking above so high,Ominous clouds silhouetted against the blue-black sky.The twinkling stars, luminescent moon hiding behind clouds shy,The unrelenting downpour...
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A thunder of revenge: A poem by Gitika Verma
O’ Humans! Aren’t you ashamed? Your ignorance, greedy lust, and evil hopes Has left the Mother Earth bruised and maimed Global warming is a curse,...
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A thunder of revenge: A poem by Gitika Verma
O’ Humans! Aren’t you ashamed? Your ignorance, greedy lust, and evil hopes Has left the Mother Earth bruised and maimed Global warming is a curse,...
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The haunted house: A story by Chandra Sundeep
Rathore woke up startled. His throat parched, hands icy cold, and body drenched in sweat. His body was a gallimaufry of conflicting symptoms, but there...
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The haunted house: A story by Chandra Sundeep
Rathore woke up startled. His throat parched, hands icy cold, and body drenched in sweat. His body was a gallimaufry of conflicting symptoms, but there...
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Till death do us part: A story by Chandra Sundeep
Mr. Witherspoon wheeled himself to the porch, again. His caregiver Stella watched empathically. She had lost count of the number of times the octogenarian had...
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Till death do us part: A story by Chandra Sundeep
Mr. Witherspoon wheeled himself to the porch, again. His caregiver Stella watched empathically. She had lost count of the number of times the octogenarian had...
