To my mother: A poem by Lopamudra Mallick
Draw the blinds, let there be light I hear the cosmos celebrating Open the windows, the fresh morning breeze whistles and calls my name –...
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To my mother: A poem by Lopamudra Mallick
Draw the blinds, let there be light I hear the cosmos celebrating Open the windows, the fresh morning breeze whistles and calls my name –...
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Lucknow, the city of Nawabs: A poem by Nivedita Roy
My city has a laid back attitude, so they say…… It resonates with honks of gaiety Adorned with Awadhi culture and architecture Catching up with...
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Lucknow, the city of Nawabs: A poem by Nivedita Roy
My city has a laid back attitude, so they say…… It resonates with honks of gaiety Adorned with Awadhi culture and architecture Catching up with...
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Sakura in spring: A poem by Sheela S. Iyer
White and Pink petals…… The sun rose up in the sky, shining brightlyTrees painted in pink and white glow softly.The leaves rustle and dance in the...
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Sakura in spring: A poem by Sheela S. Iyer
White and Pink petals…… The sun rose up in the sky, shining brightlyTrees painted in pink and white glow softly.The leaves rustle and dance in the...
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When darkness loomed ahead: A story by Saravjot Hansrao
The incessant rain was beginning to worry Mohan Da as he completed the evening round around the excavated hill side. For most this was...
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When darkness loomed ahead: A story by Saravjot Hansrao
The incessant rain was beginning to worry Mohan Da as he completed the evening round around the excavated hill side. For most this was...
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Lavender Smile: A poem by Indrani Chowdhury
The heathen, unsullied lantanas, Carefree beauties of the wild, Graces the dormitories of, Hills, plains, and valleys, Wearing their lavender smile. A chance glance at...
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Lavender Smile: A poem by Indrani Chowdhury
The heathen, unsullied lantanas, Carefree beauties of the wild, Graces the dormitories of, Hills, plains, and valleys, Wearing their lavender smile. A chance glance at...
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Arabian Nights : A poem by Banani Sikdar
Vast blue horizon overhead, vast warm golden sands underneath, Against oddities, nature survives and thrives in its own sheath. The cavalcade marches gently, making a...
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Arabian Nights : A poem by Banani Sikdar
Vast blue horizon overhead, vast warm golden sands underneath, Against oddities, nature survives and thrives in its own sheath. The cavalcade marches gently, making a...
