Rock, I Wish To Be
Rock, I Wish To Be
Basking under the sun, the sole spectator of the weather’s symphony…
A piece by Anupama Pillarisetti
I wish i were a rock, on the shores of a sea…
Regardless of my fixation for times to be.
I would enjoy the touch and feel, of the waters blue,
Sometimes green and brown too!
And the soft moss, which takes its roots in me.
The stamp of the feet of those..who visit me and the sea,
Is thrilling to…
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Hero
Father, husband, brother, son…hero. The many roles of one man, for the nation and for them.
A piece by Bleeding Beauty
“Who is the man in the photo mummy?”, the innocent 16 year old girl asked her mother as she just sat and skimmed the plastic pages of an old album and saw a handsome young man standing with a beautiful woman with two little girls.
She didn’t really remember the last time she had…
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The Silent Scream
The more the truth sinks in, the harder it is to accept it anymore…
A piece by Gargantua
How excruciating is it,
When you have the liberty,
But don’t see it.
When you have the time,
But don’t use it.
When you have the love,
But don’t feel any.
And then long for it, forever.
One who’d prefer and has too much to listen,
Than wait for the turn to speak.
The more you seek knowledge,
The more you…
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Luminant Boughs Growing bold, yielding fruits of peace and serenity...the tree yonder fills me with hope. A piece by Siri…
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Found My Love | Likhith
Found My Love | Likhith
It was an unusual night.
The clouds were dead dark.
The moon was hiding
Behind the clouds out of fear.
The fear of loneliness.
It had only one best friend, cloud.
It eventually faded away by the wind.
The moon was contemplatin
About life in the blackout.
It don’t know that it was light by itself.
All it needed was someone
To acknowledge and identify it’s worth…
All of a sudden,out of…
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Roads | Vilin Hegde I saw blood running through the grips of my hands, my teeth clapping with cold, and rain drops hammering onto my face as I rode through this endless path.
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I Still Did It
I Still Did It
Moving from one side of the globe
To another
Isn’t an easy thing to do
But I still did it.
Running away from my problems
Didn’t gave me solution
But I still ran away.
Leaving back the people
Who were there from the beginning
Isn’t a right thing to do
But I still left them
Saying I don’t care
When I care the most
Isn’t a right thing to say
But I still said it.
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Life So Serene
Stop! Wait! Breathe! Look around in the everyday things…Life is serene!
A piece by Anupama Pillarisetti
A sunny morning…the Sun
Casting shadows of all that comes
Amid Him and the Earth.
Far from the buzzing city,
The honking vehicles,
Traffic that stands still every few minutes,
The two wheelers that speed
Paving their way in between…
Here’s this scene, so serene
A beautiful house
Foliage…
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Raindrop And A Leaf
Raindrop And A Leaf
A new leaf was born with her pink glow,
And a raindrop fell for her
He knew, he won’t be able to cling around her for a long time
But still he couldn’t help, he was already falling for her,
Because he knew, that moment is going to be infinite
As he reached her , the leaf blushed pink
And soon, the existence of that raindrop subsided in the soil.
-Sayali Parkar
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The Reverberation
The oceans knew who my ancestors were
The trees knew what they ate
The land knew how they evolved
The wind knew where they traveled
The skies knew what they benefited
The nights knew what they suffered
Yes, they know all about us too, but,
With our progeny and those of theirs
They refused to share
all the knowledge and wisdom.
When I asked, Why oh Why?
The tides rose high
The trees…
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The Maturity
Feeling the minute change in ourselves at one end and being uncomfortable with it at the other end;
Applying resilience on the mind after pounding, pummeling and bombarding it with inane thoughts at one end and realizing that so far what made us good may or may not be able to do so in future at the other end;
Never culminating, never continuing;
Never questioning and never answering;
At the end,…
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A Little Too Many Questions
A Little Too Many Questions
Knotted cherry stem words,
Leave my mouth now,
I can’t hold on to the tied syllables anymore.
Sweet rotting fruit basket of thoughts, you, in my head,
Decay and die, you are more toxic than the drug I take to hallucinate.
Warmth in the cold, fear in the dark, you
How do I escape?
Solitude is not my paternal land I can embrace.
Oh, you deadly silences,
You past midnight, close to dawn yet so far…
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The Night
It’s the night I miss you the most…
Your fingers on my cheek
Your nose rubbing mine
And then when you hold me
By my waist
That is all I miss every night
Sleeping beside you
Waking up in the middle of the night
To see you sleeping
Oh! No darling,
It’s not lust
It’s the love I miss
It’s your presence around me
When the whole world sleeps
Yes, it’s the night when I miss you the most!
-…
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Positivity
Oh! The vibes of positivity!
With it what do we gain?
Well! It just gives us the inertia to sustain any pain!
The warmth of the positive Shawl
Getting through every adversity
And standing erect and tall!
It lends us strength in grief
Like the stem for the leaf
Emphasizing boldness in every molecule
To overcome every mean ridicule
To get up every time you fall
To accept with a smile even…
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the unsung hero
Far from home and miles apart
From everything that’s close to heart
When leaden eyes are forced to observe the
Quiver of a leaf
A nap, a lapse so brief
Could cost collapse and sudden grief
To mindless souls so fast asleep with not a care
No dare or scare.
A sleep so sound
No slippery ground
By birth it is your right
So what’s with frostbite?
We chose to be your carers
With no fear of…
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The Conclusion
Its strange how time flies by,
How each day takes bits of your memories away.
So its true that time heals everything.
Cause its not the people who hurt,
Its their memories that haunt.
-Poulomi
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Depression
This place seen so alone
No one inside this home
Depression is who I am
Grabbing every thought of yesterday
Making you believe this is everyday
Depression is who I am
Roaming reminder of pain and though the years
Killing every smile to keep you here
Depression is who I am
A heavy load on my back
People mistake me as a heart attack
I have strong effects
Depression is who I am
Stealing…
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