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The house exhales as if it knows my name. Floorboards sigh under footsteps that aren’t mine. Shadows pool in corners of memory, slipping along walls like smoke from a fire long dead. Your absence walks beside me— soft, deliberate, tracing ribs with fingers made of frost. I taste iron
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I have loved the rain since childhood and perhaps, along with that, the stories my mother used to tell me to soothe my restless eyes into sleep. After I moved to Bangalore for my higher studies perhaps the only thing that ever truly embraced me in Bangalore was the rain.
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Drip drop, drip drop! Off the unfastened tap after the little one fills up his yellow balloon, And drops it down from the first floor while singing his Favorite tune. Drip drop, drip, drop! I said, “O you, Chubu, it’s no good to lean out the balcony—now go
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I gave my all, you called it less, Loved you deep, but lost my rest. I begged for crumbs, forgot my worth, Till silence taught me self’s rebirth. Love isn’t chains, it’s wings to free, If I must beg, it’s not for me. I’ll love
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I was never meant to fade in the dust, My soul was molded in light and trust. Stars knew my name before I came, And whispered softly, “Shine the same.” I’ve bent my fire to make it mild, Dimmed my glow just to be styled. But gold can’t
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I am a crawling caterpillar I crawl in a circle, Mother Nature shines on me with her joy, she loves me immensely, she feeds me with leaves and prepares me for my birth. I am preparing with joy, I am making the most beautiful cocoon of all, in the dark
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I am setting out on a long journey, a journey that climbs to the heavens, fate is calling me through snow and ice to the top. Our feet step through a white sheet sewn from the most beautiful silk, the cold air blows in our faces, the ice breaks underfoot,
We trust in you, we hope in you, we look to you as the exalted shepherd who guides us through the darkness to the promised destination. The clock has struck, the bell is ringing, the ink is gone, it's time to write a new page in red. For
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The cat's meow has put us Into the bubble of friendship, Not knowing how well it can expand. But here we are—at too far, yet close, Writing poetry for the ones we love and adore. Now we know that our planet is small, Where distance doesn'
Hindi
ख्वाबों को पूरा करने की हकीकत क्या है अपनों से मिलने बिछड़ने की कीमत क्या है जो रोज़ अदा करते हैं बाज़ार-ए-दुनिया में उनसे पूछे की कलाकारों की बाजारों से
Hindi
खौफ खाना ज़िंदगी से, जिंदा से खौफ खाना। कुछ दिन मरते मरते जीना है, कुछ दिन जी कर मर जाना। अगर यही ज़िंदगी जीनी है, तो जीना क्यों है जाना? आओ एक जं
English
We write, we bleed, Of things we dare not feel. We hope, we yearn, Yet silence is all we earn. Must a bird only reach the sky, Before we shall say it can fly? Or must a star shine as bright as the moon, For its beauty to be seen