A Broken Family
It was exactly 4:00 p.m., October 31st, 2050. The majestic city of New York was
Tracing That Silhouette
And again there I was Tracing that silhouette Wondering while I traced If I should
My Tale of Love
A small-town girl, with a beautiful heart, was waiting for her prince charming, who would
Let’s Nourish Our Soul
When your death takes its toll All the money you made will never buy back
Chandrahaar
Devika admired the mellow harmony of waves dancing all around her. She loved swirling in
The Figment of Love
Her smile was like a rainbow, impelling his eyes to glitter, wishing she could become
Dear Aayesha
Ayesha Ayesha Ayesha, I know not where you are gone, I know not what your
Some Have Less… Some Have More… No One Is Completely Empty
Twin brothers were separated just like in our Hindi movies. When they met up again
The Vaccine
‘Another dull and sunny day in Kolkata’, Arunava thought to himself. He was preparing to
A Dish Best Served Cold
CRASH! A crackle of lightning hit the Mayfair Police Precinct, London City. On hearing the crackle,
A Poem by Bestselling Poetess Neha Chakravarthy
Fill my cup with happiness Fill my cup with hope Fill my heart with love
Carving For Change!
Congratulations ! A Lakshmi is born, Unhappy souls, anger filled in their veins. Some happy multiplied with
The world will go on
The world will go on The world will go on Without any mourn! One day
You are Amazing Amma
We remember every single moment, of our childhood because, You’ve turned ordinary situations, into special
Who Is There In Nowhere?
Who is there in nowhereWarrier, soldier and spear ,Into my heart,are you care?Are you care?my
The Broken Ship
One dark night, five friends were travelling by train and everybody got sleep at the
The Allegory of Happiness
Happiness,a mystical privilege,reward received from the Universewhen we are grateful to the Absolutefor our own
You Are A Woman
In some momentslife carries you,from place to place,in some momentsleaves marksall over you body,and youwith
Moon Chant
Holding hands,Piercing idyllic forests,Dates and prunesAre seeded wild,Like impregnatedFire water dropsOn the green breezeOf your
Love Is It…?
She twitched the pallu of her saree Restless you could say.It was her first date…Her
In the season of pilgrimage
“Rasha Al-Hussaini, an Arts graduate by qualification has been a faculty at Al-Azhar University of