जब विश्व गुरु था भारत
By Virendra Kumar प्राचीन काल की बात है, जब विज्ञान था मूक नादान, तब भी भारत के कर्ण धार, ले गये विश्व गुणगान, बात शुरू 600 ईशा पूर्व...
By Virendra Kumar प्राचीन काल की बात है, जब विज्ञान था मूक नादान, तब भी भारत के कर्ण धार, ले गये विश्व गुणगान, बात शुरू 600 ईशा पूर्व...
By Virendra Kumar जो मुल्क था सोने का चिड़िया इतिहास गवाह जिसका शोषण पत्थर का एक टुकड़ा सा छोड़ा मर - मर के हुआ फिर इसका जतन जिस देश का...
By Virendra Kumar सांचे मे मोम की तरह ढले जा रहे हैं अकेले ही अंजान राह पर चले जा रहे हैं l कहीं खो सा गया है अपना वो अनोखापन अब दुनिया...
By Navira Khan This poem was inspired while I was strolling through my friend's garden. She took a picture and asked me to come up with a...
By Ariyanna James Love is strong That's what they say How do you explain when the word love isn't strong enough? How do you express a...
By Dhritika Deka I suddenly felt that trembling drops by my side It was an aesthetic pleasure to hear you tonight By the mountain, by the...
By Dhritika Deka Younger me, full of dreams, With wide eyes looking at the dark sky, Immersed into the world of fantasy. Kind and unknown...
By Harleen Kaur The rapid growth of gaming culture and advancements in technology, including Virtual Reality (VR), Augmented Reality...
By Navira Khan This poem is for the feeling you get when you begin to like someone, but you hardly know them. You've never spoken to...
By Neha Bhave Beneath the veil where shadows linger long, A muted cry reverberates, a fractured song. No ear to catch the sorrow’s silent...
By Upasana Gupta सवाल अलग है, आज मुझसे दिल का, पूछ रहा है, कौन हूं मै? हूं कोलाहल मंशाओं का, या विवशताओं सी मौन हूं मैं? उगता सूरज तो...
By Bandana Terangpi To love is to give a piece of yourself hoping it finds a home in the warm of another’s heart- ------- To be loved is...
By Bandana Terangpi The ink flows dark from quill the page but soon it thicken caught in a rage as ink turns to blood by sorrow fed each...
By Bandana Terangpi It was just a book Just a book!! I fell in love anyway It’s foolish, isn’t it? To hurt for something unreal but that...
By Bandana Terangpi I know what I want to say- It’s there pressing against my ribs but I didn’t write it it’s a quiet kind of not-writing...