Manipulation: A poem by Rafika Rangwala
Manipulation is the game Which is played by deceiversSometimes by diplomats tooManipulators consider themselves to be very smartBut they don’t understandTo whom they are manipulatingThey too...
Manipulation is the game Which is played by deceiversSometimes by diplomats tooManipulators consider themselves to be very smartBut they don’t understandTo whom they are manipulatingThey too...
From a young age, he manipulated his parentsBeing naturally intelligent with an affecting smileHe often skipped school to gamble with idle kidsCheated at exams, passed,...
You know you are in love when Tiny fists curl around your fingers You know you are in love when On your baby’s face, a...
My cheeks turning crimson red like a flame At the mere mention of your name My heart taking a marathon run at the sight of...
I never felt your absence nor doubted it For, if you’re absent, then I am absent from myself When my eyes yearn to see you,...
When the red canopies of gold mohur Eclipse the blue sky in summer You know you are in love. When the green carpets cover the...
In where I drew my first breath I had no say, Yet, deeply etched into my heart, mind and my soul, The place of my...
She glooms in shadows of sullen solitude Sunken by the plague of servitude That chokes the lungs of freedom yearning for a breath of stardom....
Motherland India, our Motherland, is not a mere country but an emotion That ignites within us a fire of intense devotion A sense of immense...
Unbelievable is Ronu Mondal’s inspirational story Ultimately her melodious voice brought her glory Being human, it’s our responsibility to give justice to merit On the...
Does it matter, where you think you belong..if you sleep your nights beside the gun. Does it matter, which God you pray..if you can’t pray...
I question the ways of the divine one aboveWas she truly a blessing like the people said?Am I the fortunate chosen one who needs to...