Writings Submitted

By Kristiparna Deka By Kristiparna Deka

By Asmie I’m sitting here, not too far, Glancing at you, you flutter so beautifully in the air. You shine so perfectly, can’t help but...

By Asmie I was here, aching, for a final glimpse. A barrage of deception – was anything real? I was here, yearning, for a fleeting...

By Praharsh Pranay The autumn flower blooms To live a cold breath. Blooms next to that old tomb, A gentle tug at the cloak of death… The...

By Dipshikha Das A Gen Z's mind the tree of life is made up of three p's Patience,  passion and productivity Gen z do they really capture...

By Nirati Gouthami Words can hurt, Words can heal. Words can bring happiness, and words can cause sadness. All that matters is words that...

By Nirati Gouthami In a world filled with hunger, I feel a deep sense of anger. Starving faces and needy eyes struggle amid a food...

By Saranya Devaraj The earthy plane of the yard, Wet, tickling grass underneath, Nuzzling icy breeze, Shivers run deep down the veins.  ...

By Bhakti Agarwal Loneliness,  on a rather dreary night, feels like you're sitting in the heart of a Boiling Pot. You don't realise how ...

By Bhakti Agarwal Rain-soaked grass looked  at me with its strange wilderness, carrying the silent pain  of a thousand broken dreams and...

By Bhakti Agarwal Do me a favor sometime- Sit in the middle of a merry-go-round, And ask someone to push. The world will blur into a blue...

By Khawiash Gandhi The day you smiled ,my world got still The way you looked ,my eyes got the drill My shadows were dark ,until you...

By Zainab Shahid No beast could ever prove to be so barbarous as a man, in a manner so artfully, so artistically sadistic. In nature's...

By Saraswati Ganesh Sutar I missed you again and here I'm going insane.  Your absence doesn't matter I thought, so i used some courage I...

By Sapna Rana By Sapna Rana

By Shikha Kumari चमकती थीं आंखें तुझे देखकर, वही आंखें तुझे खोजती अब…….  पता है तू नहीं है,😔😔😔  पता है तू नहीं है,😔😔😔...

By Kirtiman Hazarika If I was something you could use,  I'd choose to be your rocking chair.  My wooden seat so worn for wear,  Would...

By Vidyanshi Mittal Keep a count of all of the voices, not the ones that belong to you but the ones they declaim to you regardless of any...

By Vidyanshi Mittal The last time you called crying on the phone,  I didn't ask you what had happened. I’d known. Every other night his...

By Gopal By Gopal