Bioscope : A poem by Princess Lubna
All children love bioscope show Children as small as three or low Saving money to watch the show On weekends at a fair below “Today...
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Self-centred: A poem by Mir Samsul Haque
As one is turning on his own axis If at all wisdom gets concealedAnd conscience is at a new lowInflated ego takes a tollSelf-centred trait...
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Home is where the heart is: A poem by Mir Samsul Haque
Ofttimes I hear my heart humming The hymns of familiar familial graceBeing bonded to cordiality boundlessHome – a delightful den where I dwell In the...
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Family, my anchor!: A poem by Nisha Tandon
A book of life I lift from my memoriesAnd slowly turn each page with a lot of careNo set rules I see, no disciplinary actions But...
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Waqt waqt ki baat hai: A poem by Sheela S. Iyer
वक़्त के पास ही वक़्त नहीं है रुक जाने के लिए फिर कैसे किसी से उम्मीद करे हमे वक़्त देने के लिए? वक़्त किसी का...
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Family: A poem by Sheela S. Iyer
It’s hard to describe in few words you see My family is small, but world to me. Love never ends, it’s in the heart Love...
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Bioscope: A poem by Dr. Sudha Subramaniam
Run and catch the time machine!! See the wheels roll!! Movement and imagination Creating fascination; Roll out the red carpet, The King and Queen have...
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Family: A poem by Dr. Sudha Subramaniam
The navel belonging of historic roots That have laid bare genetic beginnings; Flowing through the humane cradle, Overflowing with love and care, Tender cotyledons that...
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Vasudhaiv Kutumbkam (One World Family): A poem by Khushboo Yadav
A garden with diverse flowers, diverse fragrances, colors, and adoration. Looks beautiful, divine and are worthy of admiration. O’ World is one family, we all...
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Carpe Diem: A poem by Khushboo Yadav
Who knows what will happen tomorrow. Live in the moment forgetting past pain and sorrow. Past is gone future is unsure. Enjoying each moment happiness...
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You are not alone: A poem by Khushboo Yadav
We came into this world alone. In pain and miseries, we are left forlorn. People we meet in life’s journey are our fellow-traveler. They spend...
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Circle of life: A poem by R. Sharanya
Every living creature has its own start; Having got to delicately render its part; For life is a circle with many a stage; With distinguished...
