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By Mohit Kothiyal
Found a book ,in a cafe, from my syllabusReminding me of my next exam...
By Pragya Dhiman
she lacks abundance accepted rejection asecond-nature degree in surefire failure.
By Arti Gupta
There are no broken bonesThere is no visibility of pain
By Gautam Raman
I go onIn the rain,The storm howling in my face,
By Luckyborn Rymbai
I feel like ‘twas yesterday, when we first met
By Avni Ratra
In a world of grey and black, everything is a colour
By Drishti Mohnani
Every story begins with a dream and so does life.
By Anupreeta Chatterjee
In my eyes, lies the inner tranquil,Where my dwarf identity submits
By Rohan Mallik
I sit here with my broken luck,A few broken dreams,Broken hopes...
By Shriyanshi Yadav
When my father split open a barely cracked pistachio just to give a piece of...
By Kunapareddy Manmohan
రాజసంరాక్షసంఒకటైతేరావణకాష్టమే ;అమాయకత్వానికిఅభినయంతోడైతేనాటకీయమే ;
By Kavya Patil
Been three yearsAs the night sky clearsI watched the reflection
By Mounisha Tripathi
The storm always calmed downas it entered Amma's threshold.
By Bushra Khatri
My grieving self felt like it had been stuck in one point
By Kartavi Satyarthi
सुनोतुम्हारी कुछ बातें हैंआदतें हैंजो तुम समझते हो आम हैं
By Samiksha Gabhane
सदैव मुखवट्यातून जगाआडच्या मरुस्थळातूनसमुद्राची बघतो मी लहर
By Saumya Lakshman
No "ergonomic" recliners can feel the sameas that age-old...
By Mesvi Patel
Sabarr kar tu....intezarr matt karr....
By Sarani Roy
दिल में अजीब तब्दीलियों का एहसास हैक्या हुआ की फिर दर्द का एहसास है।
By Sapna Jain
जरुरी नहीं कि जो तुमको चाहे,उसको तुम्हारी हर बात भाए...
By Rosemaria Mathew
A late night messageA long lost friendBrief remembrances...
By Nikunj Agnihotri
The morning was cold like iceFeelings had almost frozen...
By Mallika Chandrasekhar
At first a wordhesitatingly I hold itin my palm...
By Himanshu Thakur
I am a shoulderAnd I get tired when you lean on me too long
By Sahana Arumugam
My city cries out infifty different languages,ranging from a whimper...
By Tanvi Malik
"'Wake up wake up, it's a brand new day'Plays on the alarm
By Charumati Haran
There's this wall at my houseAnd I've known it for so long