• Dream
    Creative laxmi | 17-Nov-2017
    आसान नहीं यहॉं टॉपर बन जाना.. पलकों पे रातों को सजाना... टॉपर को मिलती है..मेहनत की बारिश.. सबको ना मिलता...ये खजाना..😊  
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  • Devanshi mittal | 15-Nov-2017
    I was thinking in the night Asking from the stars  No one replied Sleep stuck me off Then a dream came like a fantasy But I was pulled by gravity I tried to stay strong  But I don't know what's gone wrong Obstacles came in front of my eyes And they were pretty much nice
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  • Diyaa | 15-Nov-2017
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    Under the star covered skies I lay myself down On the frosted grass blades I rest my crown   My thoughts are not with me My soul searching for it's peace I gaze around endlessly The world around me has come to cease   The mesmeric lights that I see Dancing away intensely They drop me in their humbleness Revealing it's secrets discreetly   The night sky never looked this beautiful Covered partly in silky swirling lights Surprising me more and more By this exotic sight   I came to look for a soul to love That would touch me deep inside It would help me grow And make me feel alive tonight   But I no more sense the need for this For I can see my aura shine I realised it was not outside but My own light that shone from deep inside   There's no other soul that can complete mine For I am no piece of a puzzle I am absolute who by myself Perfected under his guidance!
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  • Dr Nidhi Agarwal | 14-Nov-2017
    She waited for that day...When she could see him all day... For that moment she prayed...When she could be in your shade... Keeping herself strong... But she could not get along... And she outbursted...As irritating was not her meaning...But love was the only feeling... She waited for that day... When she could see him all day... ~Kitto
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  • Dr Nidhi Agarwal | 14-Nov-2017
    She waited for that day...When she could see him all day... For that moment she prayed...When she could be in your shade... Keeping herself strong... But she could not get along... And she outbursted...As irritating was not her meaning...But love was the only feeling... She waited for that day... When she could see him all day... ~Kitto
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  • Dr Nidhi Agarwal | 14-Nov-2017
    She waited for that day...When she could see him all day... For that moment she prayed...When she could be in your shade... Keeping herself strong... But she could not get along... And she outbursted...As irritating was not her meaning...But love was the only feeling... She waited for that day... When she could see him all day... ~Kitto
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  • Summer Rain
    Praneetha Nouduri | 13-Nov-2017
    Open your arms and let the fall sink.. It's ok if your eyes are wet and you blink.. For once just don't care and be free, With all the burden out you'll heal... Fold your hands and hug yourself tight.. Enjoy the summer rain, for its the fateful day and forever you'll fight..
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  • Passing by the Cemetery
    Rucha Bindu | 12-Nov-2017
    Passing by the cemetery on a day, content and whole My heart wonders if what it sees is Merely a cross over the caged bodies; Or wings of liberty spread by the freed soul...  
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  • The Faith game...
    Sushil Chikane | 03-Oct-2017
    She hid from the world into the root network of a Sal tree,Wanted to be not seen by any,Trust was something she didn't have for humans, Weird it was,As the humans kept distance as they didn't trust her either,When left alone she stared at the humans,Seemed like her act of hiding from all was a lie,As she was as interested in the world as anyone else, Then why pretend so much was the question?She really was keen on the people who watched her,But the humans kept distance thinking she didn't want them,And thus the game of hide and seek went on... 
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  • To dream is a fading art...
    Sushil Chikane | 02-Oct-2017
    While in this age we are so busy critiquing our goals, that we with timing have forgotten to take some time off for ourselves,To sit on a bean bag, legs on the bed, stare at the ceiling endlessly and dream with open eyes...Dreaming, an idea that we are losing hope in.. Chasing the goals set by the world for us, we seemed to have failed to figure out who we truly are...
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  • Gratitude!
    sanchita | 25-Sep-2017
    Gratitude!   Make every day count, for today is a new day so be bright and shine Every opportunity teaches us new life lessons so be glad for the bad and the good will slowly follow. Today you are cursed but tomorrow you might be blessed, it’s the rule of life to have waves. Be glad for the life you have for we never know how much time we have Because life has its own ups and downs, believe in yourself is what I have found.   With every breath you take feel alive, thank god each day for the sunshine. Fill your life with beauty and love, your heart with compassion for all. I know for sure that the heart breaks, but never fails to heal itself. Be glad for every friend and foe, for friends help you in good way but foes are necessary to improve your ways. Each of us have roots and wings, roots help us stay grounded and wings fly us high Each of us is special, so be glad to be yourself, do not waste time in comparing your journey with others How do you want to be remembered after you
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  • Leave A Lasting Legacy !
    Its me Hitali | 19-Sep-2017
    Walking on the sand bare foot , makes me feel like walking over the sea. It’s Quaint!But the marks of my foot , though wispy for the moment , won’t be washed away . I am adamant!   For the world needs charismatic and good leaders to steer with a greater vision,And I will certainly emerge as one, I unwaveringly assure ,I will glisten.   My legacies , unbound and irrevocable ; inspiring and cognizable ; rebellious against the stereotypes yet pliable will last forever ,The spirit to make the world a better place and the endeavour to adhere to my goals will be baffled by storms . Never!   For i am so firm with my thoughts and deed , I will neither baulk nor let the untoward circumstances impede,Will certainly leave a lasting legacy that is intact and impressive ,emancipated and surely succeed !  
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  • काव्य
    Anjali Deshpande | 18-Sep-2017
    मी न विद्वान , नाही पंडित  नका करू काव्य माझ खंडित  भावनांचा खेळ , शब्दांना गुंफीत  माळा काव्यांची , मन जुळवित  माफ करा मला काव्य हे ऐकीत मार्ग दर्शन करा घेऊनी हास्य स्मित  अंजली सर्वाना हेच विनवित
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  • chand
    Anjali Deshpande | 18-Sep-2017
    छंद माझा , छंद घे हा  घे भरारी नभी तुंब आसवाने भरले  आसमान हे जरी    वात्सल्याचा स्पर्श मला  देईल का कोणीतरी  ज्ञान तृष्णा ही अधुरी राहील का अंतरी    एक पाऊल मी टाकले  विश्वास कर मजवरी  चांदण्याची रोशनी ही  आणेल मी भूधरावरी छंद माझा शिकण्याचा घेईल भरारी नभी     
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  • ज़िंदगी का लेखा जोखा......
    Rachna Maheshwari | 17-Sep-2017
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    ज़िंदगी का लेखा जोखा...... ज़िदगी की डगर पर चलते चलते   यूं ही एक दिन अचानक पीछे मुड़ कर देखा  मन बोला – मुड़ कर मत देख...... दिल बोला – मैंने तेरा बहुत साथ दिया, आगे बढ़ने से पहले, एक बार ज़िंदगी का लेखा जोखा तो देख मैंने पूछा ......... उस बहीखाते में मुझे क्या मिला ..... दुख..दर्द...ज़ख्म...बेबसी.... एक कांटों भरी ..... उलझी सी ज़िंदगी तभी मन ने हाथ थामकर कहा ..... अब सोच मत... तूने कभी मेरी एक न सुनी....... अब तो आज़मा कर देख.... दिल ने तुझे डर दिया, उस बेबसी की राह में हौसला तुझे मैंने ही दिया। तेरे मज़बूत इरादों का सबब मैं ही बना। ........... तो रुक कर मैंने एक पल सोचा..... क्यों न मन के पंख लगा कर, परिंदों की मानिंद उड़ चलें..... एक अनजान सफ़र पर... कारवां ख़ुद ब ख़ुद बनता जाएगा।
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  • मैं अपने गाँव लौट रहा हूँ!
    taabiirdaan | 12-Sep-2017
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    दो सर्दियां बीत चुकी गया उस बटवारे को, दो इंच ऊँचाई का टीला अब 20 फुट की दीवार हो गया है, अब हमारे खेत के कौवे भी चाचा के खेत में नही जाते, और हमारे खेत की नीलगाय को भी चाचा नही भगाते, गाव के पंचों ने घर का भी बटवारा करा दिया है, जो नल बाबा ने लगाई थी वो हमारे हिस्से आया है, बस अब जामुन के पेड़ का बटवारा बाकी है, पापा कहते है, उसे भी कटवा देंगे, और फिर उसकी लकड़ियों से एक दरवाजा बनेगा, जो चाचा के बच्चों को इस पार आने से रोकेगा, जामुन का पेड़ मुझे भी पसंद नहीं है, मुझे बहुत बार ढकेला है उसने अपनी टहनियों से, बाबा के जाने के बाद जामुन की टहनियां अब और भी ऊंची लगती है, अब डर लगता है, अगर गिर गया तो अम्मा पुचकारने भी नहीं आएगी, चाचा के बच्चे छोटे है इसलिए अम्मा उनके घर ही रहेंगी, काश मैं भी छोटा होता ,तो अम्मा मुझे भी पुचकारती, खैर ये बंटवारा तो बड़े लोगो ने किआ है, अम्मा मुझे देखकर अब भी खुश हो जाएगी मैं जानता हूं, और फिर मैं अपने कंचे भी मांग लूंगा जो मैंने पिछली बार चाचा से जीतकर अम्मा को दिए थे, मैं आज अपने गाँव लौट रहा हूँ! By Aman Gautam (taabiirdaan) 
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