The waves of the Danube: A poem by Ljubica Stojanovic
Standing by the shore, I hear the noise of the blue DanubeA gentle breeze caresses my face, She sheds tears of joy as I wait for...
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The abstract: A poem by Gigi Balita
If life is only a dream Where unreal shapes are pictured If life is but a mere shadow That mimics all we believe Who will...
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A crowning glory: earth’s aquamarine tiara: A poem by Mousumee Baruah
A porcelain face, flawless, breathtakingly beautiful.She has a great camaraderie with everyone.Given her any hues and she readily mixes with them.She is transparent, a translucent...
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Shades of pink: A poem by Nisha Tandon
Yet again to the world as the jaded sun bid adieuAnd the moon and stars came to its timely rescueIt sank in horizon leaving behind...
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Journey of pink: A poem by Prerana Prabha
White wedded Red and Pink was born A pretty, soft girl child whom all lovedAnd who in turn loved all.As she turned into her teensHer...
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In the pocket of my heart: A poem by Slavka Bozovic
I often feel you in my heart pocket I always look for you in moments of longing I write something to you, with tears as...
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Nav-varsh ka Suraj Dediptimaan Gagan mein: A poem by Bhargavi Ravindra
नव प्रभात की नव रश्मि पूँज लियेनव परिधान धारितनववर्ष का सूरज देदीप्यमान हुआ गगन में !करता,नव आशा संचारितनवऊर्जा प्रस्फुटितजगती के कण कण में !खगवृंद का...
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In death came the gift of life: A story by Preethi Warrier
“Got the cadaver.” I heard an attendant at the eye bank call, someone. I peeped into the room where the cadaver lay. A young accident...
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Water… the elixir of life…: A poem by Shakuntala Kanakagiri
A medium to nourish, a channel to flourish A reason to relish, a miracle to cherish, A means to live afresh. Water the magical potion...
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Welcome, My Geriatric Symptoms!: A poem by Gulnar Raheem Khan
The telomeres of my twenty- three pairs Of chromosomes, are now shorter than they were; The seven and thirty trillion cells of my body Are...
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Motherhood: A poem by Soma Bhowmik
Before 25th December It was the Christmas eve That my doctor confirmed I have conceived Floating with joy In various emotions All my nerves Got...
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The silence of the sun’s favorite protege: A poem by Mousmmee Baruah
Her children are always into a squabble.Each one of them wants to be a sole inheritor of her. She weeps, looking at the sky above.How to...
