Black: A poem by Kanakagiri Shakuntala
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...
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The revenge: A story by Sreemati Sen
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....
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Black: A poem by Bhargavi Ravindra
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...
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Diya aur baati: A poem by Bhargavi Ravindra
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...
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Starry Night: A poem by Bhargavi Ravindra
The loud crisp rustle of leaves announced the onset of summer Like smooth satin, very softly, the dark gloomy sky let go of winter The...
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Stigma: A story by Neeti Parti
It was the fear of the stigma that took her away! It cost two lives. Her life and the life of her unborn son! I...
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What matters in love? A poem by Amrita Lahiri Bhattacharya
Looks don’t matter for me anymore.. Bald or black what matters is your heart that is pure.. I don’t care about the societal prejudices that...
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Stigma: A poem by Azucena Libiran Gonzales
A negative expression of censure or infamy Discrediting a person as being aberrant; a prejudicial notionViewed as having characteristic contrary to the norm of societyUnfavorable...
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I love the way you are: A poem by Vandana Saxena
I don’t want you to be organized coz I love your messy self, When you leave the drawers half open and dive into the shelf!...
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Stigma: A poem by Dr. Sudha Subramaniam
As my inner core burst I wept unshed tears Screamed out in agony and hurt; Aflame with pain and loss, Dying embers of the spring...
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My love: A poem by Princess Lubna
For oft, I wonder what is it about you that I love the most Actually, I love the way you are, to pinpoint only one...
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Woman: A poem by Manpreet Chadha
I wish to believe I am a liberated woman The giver of life, the nurturer, the multifaceted But my soul gets jolted tattered and shattered...
