• World Poetry Day
    Rucha Bindu | 21-Mar-2018
    Poetry is to literature As salt is to food!
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  • Her
    Her
    Rucha Bindu | 08-Mar-2018
    She loved fashion, but in her own fashion. She didn't believe in tight pants But in baggy night pants. She didn't admire light and glamour, But quick wit and humour. Because all the things that touched her heart Had nothing to do with looks. She loved the fragrance of wild flowers And that of old books.
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  • his heart to your heart
    Shrutishrutii | 05-Mar-2018
    What could it be that could possibly hurt you? Not her absence. Not her ignorance But your inability to make her feel loved when you think that you have loved her your best.   -Shruti.k
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  • ignorance
    Shrutishrutii | 05-Mar-2018
    There was this toxicity in the air around us that night, Your numbness, I wish i hadn't noticed. My tenderness you wish, you hadn't ignored.   -shruti.k          
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  • yours unopened book
    Shrutishrutii | 05-Mar-2018
    To feel something inexplicably NICE, you need to see beyond your perception Analyse the unseen!   There is a lot to you that is me!!  But there is a lot to me that isn't you. You are a mystery of an unread book.. You are a lost page with no page number.. Hard to find, which would make me curious all the time. I'd write to reach you. I'd be you, to feel what it's like to be an unread book.        
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