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I yearned for a cycle, for so very long.I had to struggle to get it along.Then came a surprise, on my birthday,And the little me finally...
The dawn of the new day, a wave of freedom,Asking for their rights amidst the political agendum.Voters asking for their emancipation, leaders to killing of people on...
Budding student poet from Apeejay School, Panchsheel Park shares her insights into the craft of writing verse
I tread a narrow path, surrounded by willow trees, Their leaves whispering secrets. The air carries the sweet scent of honeysuckles And I hum as I...
Listen to the poem here: My palms have turned pale,My body has gone numb,My heart has died,Little did I know, it was my expectations who lied....
The place whichWas lush green turnedInto a barren landscape.The place where one gotThe coolness likeIn mother’s lap Got turned into the revengeOf a foe.The place which...
Money can’t buy happiness, Nor the fancy things It’s a satisfaction, Which comes from the lively moments. It’s an emotion, Which matters a lot. Everyone looks...
Chess is a game of the mind , Where everyone uses their brains , To win the games. It’s a game of observation, Where we need...
The cracks of the silence,Nevertheless, being violence.Steps doesn’t make enough,The spirit is just telling something rough! Making the steps behind,Making even your smile grind.Moving like tick tock,...
