If I were a cloud: A poem by Smitha Vishwanath
If I were a cloud, Cirrus I’d be… Wisps of white, soft; not loud. On clear blue skies, wild and free, The one you’d see,...
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The mirror on the wall: A poem by Gomathi Mohan
Similar SangfroidMirror mirror on the wall, staying still soaking it all,Reflecting on you, I look a bit tall, do you display rise and fall?How can...
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The mirror on the wall: A poem by Pratima Apte
The mirror on the wall is a handy grooming assistant,Oh how we practice our smiles, compose our faces, tuck in a rebellious strand of wispy...
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Mirror on the wall: A poem by Geethanjali Dilip
On a murky day like this when you fog,A veil of misconstrued thoughts my mind to clog,I am a reflection like a portrait forgotten in...
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Mirror on the wall: A poem by Munira Dalal
Mirror, mirror on the wallIn you my journey I recallI have peeped into you when young and smallLooked in you umpteen times when growing tallI...
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Kaal Ki Kalakriti: A poem by Rajeev Kumar Das
काल हर किसी को लाजवाब रखता है अपनी मुट्ठी में सबका हिसाब रखता है तिनका फ़िज़ूल पड़ा मत समझना उसे माहताब कहीं कहीं आफ़ताब रखता...
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My colourful dream: A poem by Shamsul Haq
A crop of desires go on inditing an inexplicable alibiFrom a distant dreamy land emanates a silent melodyThe symphony of dreams leave all spellbound and...
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My colourful dream ~Shad(e)y Dreams: A poem by Gomathi Mohan
My colourful dream ~Shad(e)y DreamsGliding and glissading along tinted realms unknown, Each night by myriad dreams, eyelids prone to get blown. Some never leave the memory for...
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My colorful dream – in my darkest night : A poem by Smitha Vishwanath
My heart is heavy,The air is still, in it the scent of the English ivy.I cannot sleep, my mind’s a frenzy,I know not what ‘morrow...
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My colorful dream: An Article by Vandana Bhasin
“Those who dream the most, do the most!” I grew up reading these words everyday on the poster that hung on my room’s wall. When...
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My colourful dream: An article by Pratima Apte
There are seven colours in the rainbow, there may be many more in the universe which the human eye cannot see, as yet.How wonderful would...
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My colourful dream (The irony): A poem by Goodness Nyuwem
Walk with me upon the variegated pathways of utopiaSo to behold the rangeless spectrum of smiling rainbowLook beyond your squinted myopia and webs of phobia Into...
