#JusticeForAsifa

In what world do we live? Is it the hell that we reside in? What did we do? What were our sins? That we are surrounded by demons, As in our people, our kith, and kin. I wonder what a kid would have done. A young life with dreams within, Continue Reading

The Dream Road

Hey everyone! This one is about a girl who has two options in front of her. One is wanted by her, other by her kith and kin. Let’s see what she chooses.   In front of her, There were options two. One to shine in the eyes of the known, Continue Reading

Victims of Inhumanity

The poem is dedicated to people who are suffering the crisis in Syria. The speaker of these lines is a child who was killed in the war. The poem is written in the form of an address to his mother who died too. Agar khul jaaye neend tumhari, Toh mujhe Continue Reading

Words Of An Unborn Child

In the womb of the mother, Inside my first home, I feel so loved, I feel so secured. Contented with the love Showered by my loving ones, I kick a little harder, Look, how happy they have become! Says dad, he will be a football-er. I wonder how my father Continue Reading

Everyone has got an English fever.

Let me start with an incident that happened some days back. I was with my friend (Let’s call her ‘A’) and A’s friend (Let’s call her Mandodra) in a cafe. The table was embellished with half-filled coffee cups, devouringly eaten food. We were casually chit-chatting in Hindi. Mandodra notices her ex-classmate entering Continue Reading

An Older Childhood

    At an age of 80, My boyhood is back, Unleashed from duties, Divorced with stress. Heart craves for junk, Playing with kids seems fun, Mind innocently thinks, And I often forget my things. I weep a lot, Sometimes without a rhyme, or on a random thought. I laugh Continue Reading

Away From Home

Far from home, Amidst dearest pals. Food was missed, Sweet memories were ringing bells. Excelling in life, Made him smile. With whom to share? He was alone on an isle. Friends are the family you choose, He propitiated himself. Shared a piece of heart, Faking the smiles is an art. Continue Reading

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