Beauty of nature: A poem by Amrita Chatterjee
Steep rolling hills touching clouds frilly, Feisty falls tumbling down hills merrily. Rainbow in the sky bidding rain goodbye, Deep dark nights serenaded by glittery...
Steep rolling hills touching clouds frilly, Feisty falls tumbling down hills merrily. Rainbow in the sky bidding rain goodbye, Deep dark nights serenaded by glittery...
Steep rolling hills touching clouds frilly, Feisty falls tumbling down hills merrily. Rainbow in the sky bidding rain goodbye, Deep dark nights serenaded by glittery...
The past is like a novel, one of its kind, discreet, Self-authored, on real experiences, bittersweet. A novel of novelty can be read from anywhere,...
The past is like a novel, one of its kind, discreet, Self-authored, on real experiences, bittersweet. A novel of novelty can be read from anywhere,...
The past is like a novel, one of its kind, discreet, Self-authored, on real experiences, bittersweet. A novel of novelty can be read from anywhere,...
Standing for myself is now my choice I repudiate to be slapped for raising my voice I refuse to get hitched for society’s sake My...
Standing for myself is now my choice I repudiate to be slapped for raising my voice I refuse to get hitched for society’s sake My...
It was lights out in the house, she calls it a day.She glanced around if she has kept everything away!Wiping off the forehead, she gently smiled.Finally,...
It was lights out in the house, she calls it a day.She glanced around if she has kept everything away!Wiping off the forehead, she gently smiled.Finally,...
It was lights out in the house, she calls it a day.She glanced around if she has kept everything away!Wiping off the forehead, she gently smiled.Finally,...
I am a woman Cis or Trans Married or not To beget kids or adopt It’s my choice, my decision Respect me, respect my...
I am a woman Cis or Trans Married or not To beget kids or adopt It’s my choice, my decision Respect me, respect my...