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The Proposal

August 1, 2016 Vyom Agarwal 0

Walking with you in this even sun, I wonder about what life has done, Is this the correct time to hold your hand? I wish my thoughts could make more sense. The calmness of

Manhole of Love – A Poem

January 24, 2016 Tanmay Tiwari 0

It flows Remains of the civilized Beneath the dazzling views Would you like a peek? In the manhole of greed It reeks The ashes of burnt aspirations Under your new boots Would you like to

Pick me when I fall

June 29, 2014 Swayam Vaibhav 0

What went wrong? Was it not right? Who is to blame? Why did we even fight? What just has happened, Should I simply let go? But where will I be, If I do so?

‘Crush to Love’

June 16, 2014 Ankita Singh 0

Why don’t I sleep at night? Why is it that we always fight? All your charm that makes me blush, Are you the one, people call a crush? You’re simple, you’re intelligent, I’m a

The Price of War

June 16, 2014 Monalisha 0

‘Abandon all hope ye who enter here’ DAY 1 He lay on the cold ground, looking up at the ceiling, his thoughts drifting. He knew where he was, as sure as he knew that he

GEETA

June 15, 2014 Monalisha 0

‘I cannot let you work here. You are too young!” I told the girl clearly. But she was adamant. She looked up at me with her big, sad eyes and pleaded, “ Memsaab, please let

Really ? Love ? – February fever

February 26, 2014 Sreya Banerjee 0

A warm hello to all of you! February is finally ending and thus another month of 2014. It’s surreal how quickly time flies . I hope you all had a great time in the pre

Entry no 1- ‘A Hero’ by Sachini Amarasekera

February 26, 2014 Guest 0

I imagined my hero A hero in the making He would make me laugh effortlessly Share with me a burden too heavy And so lighten my heart to a feather Answer to , my every

Entry no 8- ‘Love in Bloom’ by Dr. Vishaal Bhat

February 26, 2014 Guest 0

LOVE IN BLOOM The moon was yellow The lane was bright, AS he turned to me in the Autumn nite And every gesture And every glance Gave a hint That he craved romance. I stammered,

Entry no. 3 – By the Valentines Day – by Astha Sharma

February 26, 2014 Guest 1

Come to me the unsung verse The secret silence of this heart And I will sing you In the perfect tune Come to me Through the sobs and smiles Of that little girl , Who