Low to high are the vibrations that occur around us

As it pierces through an expanse that's soft as a petal, It is a creative’s peace—and a spiritual man’s ease.

By Roopa Rani Bussa Stroll wishfully all over the heaven Verily Pleasurable In the Alleys of sky And becomes Quite a content heart at...

By Ritu Garg While the world Calls it a night I like to be awake At sharp midnight .. So that I can be the usher Of tomorrow To take it...

By Ritu Garg I stumbled upon a funny love poem at a very serious place. The place was so tight with grief That there was no scope for any...

BY NITUSMITA SAIKIA Infested with desires Dreams just remained as dreams; without wound any, a precious illusion like a fairy tale...

By NITUSMITA SAIKIA Pursed heart and shrunken eyes in the hold, caging the tempting cascade of my pain..! beneath the weight of a tiny...

BY BHARUL CHHATBAR Clusty clouds floating in the sky Like white clowns dancing in serenity Some seem like Santa form Some are like...

BY NITUSMITA SAIKIA Falling apart in the flow of draining patience, like the day towards the evening, and to the night..! A long wait...

By Bharul Chhatbar Illusionally, I may be a mere blank white page whatsoever, Technically, I spectrums of all colours I hold. No frills,...

By Roopa Rani Bussa Moments of night in a day The experience makes the world grey The umbra has the power to mesmerise Sky wore a golden...

By Bharul Chattbar The tingling tin tin of the bells The garland of glories of graciousness You drive me into the divine depth Of hearts...

BY SAHANA SUNDAR Emily wrote… Marx’s skin was as pure as ivory, his eyes, mesmerising emeralds, and his smile a gentle breath of spring....

Authored By - Jigna Tanna Serial Entrepreneur, International Celebrity Business-Build-Up Coach, Author, TEDX Speaker I want to share an...

BY SAHANA SUNDAR I'm the book like a moving boat with purple sails on, No, I'm like a lamp of knowledge with a beaming light firm, Some...

BY SAHANA SUNDAR Did Forsyth’s eloquence bloom the writer’s bud? Did Merlyn’s smile hide her tears behind? Did the Genius crack the...

By Sahana Sundar Hey rain, where have you vanished? We had enough of sun and dry days, Can’t you keep yourself awake, And give the...

By Sahana Sundar When I have pains that cannot be ceased at all, Before my pen sees the paper white, Before I would share with my best of...

By Sahana Sundar A light of resilient life was she, Too determined for the vision she believed to be, With an ample spirit, she even went...

She little sprout in the scarlet ground, Five little fish in the glazed pond, On the magnificent wall which does bound, Emerged a new...