Amar Astitva: A poem by Mani Saxena
अग्नि की शय्या पर अंतिम विदा हैं लेतें,देह मिट जाते,पर अस्तित्व ज़िंदा है रहतें।सदियों से कालचक्र के बंधनों में हैं बँधते,मौसम कभी पलटते कभी कितने...
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The Nocturnal Rendezvous: A story by Sreemati Sen
A sharp cry woke her up. Groggy, she stretched out her hand to feel him. The bed was empty! She sat up, alarmed. Where was...
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The Nocturnal Rendezvous: A story by Sreemati Sen
A sharp cry woke her up. Groggy, she stretched out her hand to feel him. The bed was empty! She sat up, alarmed. Where was...
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Astitva: A poem by Dr. Suresh Kumar
धुंधली काली रातों में, अन्जान सख्श़ को देखा.. हाथ में उसके खंज़र था, और मृत्यु की रेखा. वो जिज्ञासु, मृत्यु का, उसकी अभिलाषा बाहुल्य. पूर्णपदी...
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Astitva: A poem by Dr. Suresh Kumar
धुंधली काली रातों में, अन्जान सख्श़ को देखा.. हाथ में उसके खंज़र था, और मृत्यु की रेखा. वो जिज्ञासु, मृत्यु का, उसकी अभिलाषा बाहुल्य. पूर्णपदी...
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Awry Ambition: A poem by Lalita Vaitheeswaran
The ladder of ambition was steep and high Every rung on it throwing challenges to try Each step she set her foot concealed an entice...
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Awry Ambition: A poem by Lalita Vaitheeswaran
The ladder of ambition was steep and high Every rung on it throwing challenges to try Each step she set her foot concealed an entice...
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Ambition to explore: A poem by Dr. Archana Tandon
With the world draped in variegated colors Could never drape an embodiment ever A myriad of displays kept unveiling Igniting the ambition for exploring By...
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Ambition to explore: A poem by Dr. Archana Tandon
With the world draped in variegated colors Could never drape an embodiment ever A myriad of displays kept unveiling Igniting the ambition for exploring By...
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Ambition: A poem by Dr. Guncha Gupta
Each time my step slipsAnd I lose sight of my goal,Or confidence I seem to loseI let out a little wince, my lips quiverAnd saddened...
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Ambition: A poem by Dr. Guncha Gupta
Each time my step slipsAnd I lose sight of my goal,Or confidence I seem to loseI let out a little wince, my lips quiverAnd saddened...
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Candyfloss myth: A poem by Mousumee Baruah
That ethereal earth and serene sky merge is a mere myth.It only appears to conjoin.Just like us…. the only anatomy entwined, the spirit never interweave.Dear,...
