When I am gone: A poem by Mousumee Baruah
Nothing will happen when I will embark on for that untrodden ultimate voyage.Universal truth I accepted, I came alone, shall leave alone.I am just a...
Winners Corner
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The last letter: A poem by Rachna Karara
Tears ran down her faceReading the last letter by her son in a hazeIt came stained in blood from the airbaseAll happiness from her life...
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Maternity: A poem by Gulnar Raheem Khan
Not the least am I bothered, my son, That you should abandon me to my strife, Alone in a silent, solitary world; It’s dark and...
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Starry night: A poem by Nisha Tandon
When the world sleeps tranquility, adrift in lucid dreamsAnd darkness spreads its wings deliberately across the azure skiesThe silvery moon stretches and yawns rather lazilyAnd...
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Starry night: A poem by Albert Juniho Onwuchekwa
candle of reminisce dawning with the twilightadorns mother’s nature with flickering delightbeckons boisterous clap of wind for the perky feastdancing to the cosmic symphony of...
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You made my day: A poem by Yanita Ismail
A green light across my window Starlight made the sky glow Made a wish and vow There were many things I wanted to show Knocked...
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Birthday gift: A poem by Shashi Gupta
two babies born, under the same roof one to the master, one to the poor help. A party thrown to celebrate one the poor child...
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Diya aur baati: A poem by Nisha Tandon
एक रवायत है ये कि संग जलना है हमेंरिश्ता तेरा-मेरा महज़ रूहानी ही तो हैकहने को अंधेरे के बाशिंदे हैं हम मगरहमसे ही ये आलम...
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Diya aur baati: A poem by Anjali Sharma
दिए की जलती बुझती लौ टिमटिमाती हवाओं में पर न हारे हिम्मत चाहे बवंडर हों लाख फ़िज़ाओं मेंदीवाली ने पूछा दिए से आखिर क्यों जलते...
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Diya aur baati: A poem by Richa Verma
बाती बोली अपने दिये से सुनो! बहुत बेचैंन हो आओ, रुक जायें कहीं अब जायें थोड़ा सा ठहर I बरसो से यूँ तप तप कर...
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When I am gone: A poem by Maneet Gulati
“Catechizes my subliminal self, forcing me to ponder Veiled cobwebs, be cleansed, in my soul yonder That itch, wombed, yet scraping, tugging to hatch Ransacking...
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When I am gone: A poem by Maneet Gulati
“Catechizes my subliminal self, forcing me to ponder Veiled cobwebs, be cleansed, in my soul yonder That itch, wombed, yet scraping, tugging to hatch Ransacking...
