by Kirti V | Dec 11, 2025 | Poetry
Born was a boy, to a simple family, In the tiny town of Ettayapuram, Having lost his mother early in his childhood, Subramanyam was brought up by his father. An intellect that his father was, Pushed him to studies, which he enjoyed. Going along the societal...
by Kirti V | Mar 14, 2022 | Poetry
They were all in their twenties, When they kissed the death rope Never did their mind flutter, As freedom was their only hope. They smiled as the noose fell, And held their heads high. Their mother’s pride was at stake, And they couldn’t let that...
