In the cosmic dance of creation and destruction, Mahakali emerges, fierce and untamed. Her skin, an obsidian canvas, adorned with stars,
By Allwyn Roman Waghela2 years ago in Poets
From Madurai's heart, where history unfolds, A tale of three kingdoms, both mighty and bold. The Cheras, the Cholas, the Pandyas grand, Who shaped the south with a masterful hand.
By Murali2 years ago in Poets
On a maiden day, in Patna, beneath the radiant sun, comes forth from the heavens, a melody just once heard before. The gods and angels await...
After losing her parents, Anaya felt that she was living her life in an oblivion She lost her interest in her day to day activities, and felt the world around her moving too fast.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
In the precipice of who I am today, There was a girl who would sit and pray. The one who believed in the mighty blue,
Sand castles upon the sand Created from seemingly nothing They never know how low or high the tide is How long their time will last
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Pictures of you last dance disintegration for me too -- The fantasy came to me a beautiful lie; Was it a dream? I am free
By G. A. Botero2 years ago in Poets
At the edge of eternity, where sky meets the stream, The Ganges flows, a sacred dream. Its waters shimmer with timeless grace,
By Shwet Prabha Baiswar2 years ago in Poets
I sing of warriors clad in yellow, The Chennai Super Kings, their mettle fellow. Led by Dhoni, a captain astute and bold,
The most benevolent outrage ever silenced were the gallant echoes of the mind. In the dreariest of tremors, the tiniest fragment of hope prevails,
HIGHSCHOOL FOOTBALL: Mumble, tumble, bumble, rumble Dropped the ball it's a fumble Ramble, scramble, grab and run Pigskin underarm greased up fun
By Andrew C McDonald2 years ago in Poets
Again he ruffled my feathers. Knowing well he will only pluck them out. I tugged my finger as I carefully watched it descend down the spine of the dotted fold in my spiral notepad,
By Natasha Collazo2 years ago in Poets
