• A Slut For Life....
    Himanshu Manna | 24-Jan-2018
    She is a mother,She is a daughter;She is a wife,But what the world sees is that she is a slut for life.... She satisfies, not for herself,She smiles, not by her will;She applies make-up, not for herself,But what he world sees is that she is a slut for life...... She dies everyday,She cries every time,She prays every moment,But what the world sees is that she is a slut for life..... She gets raped, thenShe gets blamed, For the thing she didn't want to do!But, what the world sees is that she is a slut for life......
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  • The Brook !
    Tanvee | 21-Jan-2018
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    A stream of water rustling down the hills in urge to meet the gleaming river,  although on the sharp and thirsty edges, it has always been a giver.  Often stumbbling in the path upon the hard rocks, it never gave up,  maybe because at every curve there were some clumps.  Chattering in the sunny vale,  it gushes down the edge leaving the holographic image in the mountain trail.  Murmuring in the moors under the dark sky, trembling with the cold and making the noise pitched sharp high.  It slips, It slides, It struggles, It fights !!! & atlast it joins the river with all its might !  All the turns, the curves, the sharp narrow ridges may come and go,  but whatever happens it never stops to flow.  And this virtue of the brook makes it look distinct ! .   For all the strugglers and survivours, U r the brook !          ​
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  • Burning Desire
    Tanvee | 21-Jan-2018
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    When desires become your worst nightmare, no matter how strong you are you have no hold on your beliefs,  & soon enough there will be no door filled with serenity and relief. Running behind your passion is a world's quest, some get stuck in this whirlpool and some gets at its best.  My edges are burning to light my dreams, but they are all in a blue funk it seems. Following my dreams thinking they know their way best, stumbling into the drakness with my dreams I progressed. The choices that I made, the people whom i chose, the decisions which i took thinking they were for some reason, but with the phase of time I got to know it was just an october season. My dreams are all set onto the fire, and to reach them will always be my burning desire !  
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  • Aishwarya | 27-Dec-2017
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  • 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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