Draped in simple attire of black and red, You were our sole messenger to the world You spoke our heart, when words remained unsaid, when you opened up, emotions unfurled You were fed news, that eagerly was read, Some sobbed, some sat morose and some just swirled. You...
Coffee concoction craving cups, Chilly crushed chutneys Culinary crying compassion... Cacophony, commotion. Collapsing cutleries Courtesy... Clumsy cooks Culinary crying compassion... Cacophony, commotion.
Words danced on sheets Like on sweets, flies, Or, streets with dust. My eyes just ache, It must, rest well, Else a hell it's, To tell, it's hard. Poetry Style : Than-bauk Poem initially published in Penmancy for Taleathlon 5 event
I fear as I sit down to correct, English becomes a dreaded subject Cutted, drawed, noledge… what not they write, And I can just cry over my plight. Poetry Style : Nashers Pic courtesy : Unsplash First published in Penmancy for the Taleathlon 5...
My lovely aunt Ms. Brook, loves to cook, Oh.. Nothing from the recipe book. Wonderful tales she cooks, just like that, Masala she adds, leveled and flat. Poetry Style : Nashers Pic Courtesy : Unsplash First published in Penmancy for the Taleathlon 5 event...
Joy is in the air, With people who care We blend. Our sorrows, we share, Together, shed tear Hearts mend. Placed, no matter where, Our feelings we share, With friend. Poetry Style : Lai Pic Courtesy : Unsplash First published in Penmancy as part of the Taleathlon 5...
The snow-capped mountains Pristine white and serene. None expected an attack, But fatal it was when it happened. Our heroes in white and green, Always alert, ready to move, Sprang into action immediately, Neutralizing the enemy was their only priority. ...
बर्फ से ढकी कार्गिल की चोटी बारिश गिरती मोती की भाँति। इन्हें चूमता गुज़रे अंबर कार्गिल, हो तुम, अति सुंदर। चाँद पे दाग समान घुसपैठियों ने किया वार। भारत के माथे पर लगी गोली, और शहीदों से भर गई कार्गिल की झोली। खून से लथ-पथ माँ की रक्षा में निकल पड़े उसके वीर हर्ष में।...
All of ten or eleven, They dreamt of heaven. Fate had evaded their dreams When they ended up in locked rooms. Dingy, dirty, dark, Oversized attire with a mark,, Their lives had no meaning, Future, well that looked bleak. Schools were mere words, Insults pierced like...