Someone Who Cares: A Poem by Dr. Sonia Vashishta Oberoi
A few years back when I was dwelling in dark I had to choose between Love and Care It was a comparison, strange and stark...
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Hymn of Someone Who Cares All: A Poem by Susanta Pattnayak
In whispers soft as morning’s dew, The world around us hums with care. The sun bestows its golden hue, To warm the heart and mend...
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Someone Who Cares: A Poem by Umasree Raghunath
In the quiet of the night She walks through rooms with steady light Her hands heal wounds unseen Her heart filled with love serene Day...
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Hope is the Thing With Feathers: A Poem by Kushini Nanayakkara
A blooming flower in a dying garden, Is a blooming hope to the butterflies. A sparkling river in a drying forest, Is a sparkling hope...
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When Eyes Speak: A Poem by Kushini Nanayakkara
The stars are not needed, When your eyes show directions. The promises are not needed, When your eyes swear devotion. The songs are not needed,...
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You and Me: A Poem by Aishath Shabana
Years after, beneath the pillow it stays, Our diary bound to forgotten days. Its spine bears the weight of dreams spun, Of a love that...
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When Eyes Speak: A Poem by Shashi Dhar Kumar
When eyes speak, they do not lie— No silver tongue, no alibi. A glance can pierce what words disguise, And hold the weight of silent...
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Years After: A Story by Preeti Bawa Talwar
Life gave them scars, baggage, and second chances. Years later, love had unpacked them all.” Years later they had a chance meeting at a bookstore...
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Hope Is the Thing With Feathers: A Poem by Sabrina Azhar
Hope is the thing that trusts in Him, When light grows faint and days are dim. It holds to prayer, worn yet true, And whispers,...
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Hope, The Ballast of One’s Life: A Poem by Kalucharan Sahu
Darkness often creeps on cleft feet In your unguarded moment. The sky, above your head, looks lost In the sunless clouds, hanging low; Any time...
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Behind Cold Iron Bars: A Poem by Adah Jacinta
Behind cold iron bars I sit, A prisoner of fate, a life unfit. My days are numbered, my future unsure, A life of freedom, just...
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The Ramadan Moon: A Poem by Ambika Gibikote Tadipatri
** Rejoice in the hilal, the new crescent moon of Ramadan, As in this ninth month of our calendar it spawns, To us in our...
