Our ruined destiny: A poem by Amrita Lahiri Bhattacharya
The moon is lost in the arms of the night, So was my messy hair entangled in the web of your love,You calmed my frazzled nerves...
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Our ruined destiny: A poem by Amrita Lahiri Bhattacharya
The moon is lost in the arms of the night, So was my messy hair entangled in the web of your love,You calmed my frazzled nerves...
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Hiroshima: A story by Lalita Vaitheeswaran
Dr. Davis Alfred could not sleep that night. He had scanned two patients with similar defects in their babies in-utero. The head of the baby...
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Hiroshima: A story by Lalita Vaitheeswaran
Dr. Davis Alfred could not sleep that night. He had scanned two patients with similar defects in their babies in-utero. The head of the baby...
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A bouquet of love: A poem by Pooja Mandla
You chose the contrasting colors Of care, understanding, and space And in the bouquet, you tied all these bloomers, With the strong and eternal love...
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A bouquet of love: A poem by Pooja Mandla
You chose the contrasting colors Of care, understanding, and space And in the bouquet, you tied all these bloomers, With the strong and eternal love...
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Lavender: A poem by Anamika Kundu
It caught my senses before I could saunter, The gusts of calming pleasantness pervading the core And as I ventured further near, A sea of...
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Lavender: A poem by Anamika Kundu
It caught my senses before I could saunter, The gusts of calming pleasantness pervading the core And as I ventured further near, A sea of...
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To my mother: A poem by Amrita Chatterjee
You create me in your likeness, With all the love you can garner. I, too shape you into a mother, To each other’s ways,...
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To my mother: A poem by Amrita Chatterjee
You create me in your likeness, With all the love you can garner. I, too shape you into a mother, To each other’s ways,...
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Sakura in spring: A poem by Amrita Chatterjee
The breath of spring in the lackadaisical fragrant breeze, Suffusing the atmosphere with loveliness that senses appease, Tufts of white fluff in an aimless leisurely...
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Sakura in spring: A poem by Amrita Chatterjee
The breath of spring in the lackadaisical fragrant breeze, Suffusing the atmosphere with loveliness that senses appease, Tufts of white fluff in an aimless leisurely...
