#Poetry

Poetry

Hey Angel, I Wish – S Sahana

Hey Angel, I wish there are no tears in this world. Do tears make you stronger or weaker? And if it is meant to make you stronger, why does it make you feel so vulnerable? Hey Angel, I wish there is no pain in this world. People say pain teaches you a lesson, that it […]

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Poetry

Bandha Khet – Mohammad Adib Aslam

मैं जो तेरी खुशियों का सागर था ,आज तेरी दुखो का साखी हूँ।तेरेआंसू मुझे क्या सीचेंगे,मैं तो तेरे हांथों से निकलती रेत हूँ, जो मेरी कद्र जानता है,उसके साथ ही गलत हुआ है।मैं कोई वैश्या थी क्या,जिसकी धरोहर का हरबार सौदा हुआ है। मैं उंच और नीच का भेद हूँ।तुम्हारेअन्नदाता की खेद हू।हाँ, मैं बंधा […]

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Poetry Team Reflections

Poem – Surabhi Verma

Stop hiding yourself from the people who barely know you,Let them think whatever they want about you. Let them believe they were right when they told, “She can’t accomplish anything.” Let them have their little laugh,Because that’s what petty minds do.The thing they don’t know about you is,What a devastating childhood you had. When they […]

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Poetry Team Reflections

Blind Faith – Akanksha Hundoo

Faith is what keeps us alive,But what if that faith is blind?You go on believing what’s in front of you,What if that’s not the right thing to do?You lose the path of truth,Yet you keep on moving but that’s not good,You fight for your belief, you burn the people alive,You leave your peace and feed […]

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Poetry Team Reflections

When I’m writing – Naman Shukla

When I’m writing,I’m not an oceanarium but an ocean… When I’m writing,I’m not a catastrophe but a catalyst… When I’m writing,I’m not an option but an opportunity… When I’m writing,I’m not an enigma but an equation… When I’m writing,I’m not a possibility but a preference… When I’m writing,I’m not a song but a melody… When […]

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Poetry Team Reflections

A Tale of Sunderbans – Surabhi Verma

We are living in a barren land, Which was once filled with gold. Now let me tell you a story, Which was left untold. There lived a woodcutter in the forest of Sunderbans, And he was a hundred years old. He lived in a cottage made of wood, And just a ragged blanket was all […]

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