Mother Earth-Heal thyself: A poem by Rachna Karara
Oh! Mother Earth-Heal thy self,Your limits mankind has tread.You have been abused through and through,Humans forgot the line that you drew.Verdant trees they cut in...
Winners Corner
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An apology: An article by Anjana Prasad
Is the coronavirus crisis, an ordeal by God to give a lesson to mankind? Is this God’s rage on the humans? Who knows?The deadly and...
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Mother earth- Heal thyself: A poem by Rishika Thakur
Location- Hospital ward. “May we come in Mother Earth?” asked Mars peeping through the crack in the door. “Of course, brothers and sisters, come,” she...
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I am a vagabond: A poem by Nisha Tandon
I am a vagabon The freedom I revel in is my idyllic paradise No boundaries are set that limit my flightI flap my mighty wings and...
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Ecstasy: A poem by Babita Kejriwal
The birds sang in ecstasy, Their melody reached far and wide, Trees swaying in utmost joy From one to the other side. Fleecy wispy clouds ...
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Freedom: A poem by Khushboo Yadav
In this world of suffering and pain.Every soul is caged in an unseen chain.Countless desires are hovering in our mind.Ignorantly we create chains and peace...
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Give me wings: A poem by Anjana Prasad
Give my dreams, wings to fly and soar high over the lofty mountains and valleys green across the rivers and sea, to swim out of...
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Ummeed: A poem by Dr. Charu Kapoor
सूनी सड़कें, सूने कूचे, सूने हुए हैं गलियारे कहां गईं सब रौनकें, कहां गए हैं शहर हमारे रंगीन सपने लिए आंखों में, गांव छोड़ यहां...
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Ummeed- Maa ki Lau: A poem by Mani Saxena
वर्षों सेइंतज़ारकीअग्निमेंजोअखंडजलरही, तेरे आनेकीचाहतमेंजोकभीभीनबुझसकी, उम्मीद कादियाजलागयीतीलीइकमाचिसकी, बरसों सेजोतपरहीएकलौमाँकीउम्मीदकी। हो तूफ़ानयासन्नाटेकोचीरतीतेज़हवाआँधीकी, या बिनबादलमूसलाधारबरसतीबारिशकीनदीसी, स्वयं ईश्वरबजारहेंहोचाहेंशंकनादप्रलयकी, पर नडगमगासकाकोई,एक लौमाँकीउम्मीदकी। मौसम गुज़रेऋतुएँनिकलींसमयकीहरचोटबदली, उम्र सेपहलेउम्रकेहरदौरसेगुज़रीलौतेरेइंतज़ारकी, कभी दियेकीरौशनीसीसजतीकभीधधकतींअंगारोंसी, कभी सुलगतीकभीमचलतीएकलौमाँकीउम्मीदकी।...
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Ummeed: A poem by Nisha Tandon
थक कर रुक जाते हैं क़दम कईं मर्तबा, तो दिल संजीदा होता हैशमा के इंतेज़ार में परवाना तू क्यों बेवजह रोता हैतू इश्क़ नहीं जुनून...
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Ummeed: A poem by Pratima Mehta
आज के संदर्भ में भय और आशंका का व्यूह रच गया है। भ्रम और भ्रांति का भ्रमजाल बिछ गया है। अन्धकार का महासिंधू प्रकाश को...
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Lost love: A story by Priya Nayak-Gole
The doorbell buzzed aloud marking the routine alarm. I kissed my little bundle of joy sleeping in all his innocence and shuffled to answer the...
