Mystery box: A poem by Anjana Prasad
A birthday giftwrapped in ribbon, pink, blue or greenseems a mystery box to mesitting on a table to be solved.Abra-Kadabra!!! golden bobblesthe gift you get...
A birthday giftwrapped in ribbon, pink, blue or greenseems a mystery box to mesitting on a table to be solved.Abra-Kadabra!!! golden bobblesthe gift you get...
The little girl woke up, With a lot of pain on her face.Resting on a garbage pile,She was full of disgrace.No one around her, To embrace her...
On a mystical, magical, silent, silvery, starry night Dispelling darkness when the rising stars in the sky smiled bright One amongst them was brilliantly luminous...
आओ चारों ओर प्रकाश फैलाएँ रूहानी इश्क़ जताकर बाती बोली दीये से मन्नत का धागा बन कर मै तुझ में समा जाऊँ तुम्हारी अर्धागिनी बन...
Black, the colour so mysterious and a journey unknown In relationships sadly as seeds of suspicion are sown Black, the colour of eerie darkness of...
The fear within strikes back stronger than before this timeI am trapped in the black box filled with depraved thoughtsthe feeling of nothingness is choking...
Black is colour of the darkness, yet I fell for its depth, For its unexplored horizons, strong aura, and sultry breath It never chose a...
I can hear the whispering beauty,When there’s nothing else to see,How it is defined by the world,And the people that surround me,A kind of paradise...
When white is deprived of light ‘Black’ looms threateningly Giving an eerie feeling of something amiss depressingly Misquoted and misrepresented, Black was always a black...
Radha sat with a small mirror in her hand. She slathered on a generous portion of the new fairness cream and massaged her limbs gently....
It is Black all the way or nothing; no half measures when it is black One can analyze, rationalize or criticize Yet, beauty in black...
निस्तबध निशा को चीरती बाती की लौ प्रज्वलितवह दीये का अंतर्मनउसकी ज्योति ,उसका दर्पणपर, उसकी पीड़ा कब समझ पायी नियती !दीया संग लौ लगा बैठीतिल...