LET NOT THE DEMON RETURN ! — Saiprakash
LET NOT THE DEMON RETURN ! Her divine power from r the past ten days Warded off every evil Men our majestic in their attire and behaviour May be a fear of punishment in the heaven May be the armaments
LET NOT THE DEMON RETURN ! Her divine power from r the past ten days Warded off every evil Men our majestic in their attire and behaviour May be a fear of punishment in the heaven May be the armaments
IN WAIT ! As usual I started you in the dawn With your fishing nets The catamaran made ready You ventured into the vast sea Bidding me good bye a biscuit you spared The skies turned dark a calm prevailed Air
#Slf_Fortnightly_Poetry-Contest_15 #Peace:Heartbeat of the world. Peace is not merely the lack of sound, A sense of wellbeing in and out all around. So scarce in this mundane world to be found. Peace is missed now everywhere in this world. By
Peace-The heartbeat of the world Peace,is the stringency of all constituency Cementing the wounded and faltering fellowship Indispensable content of an utopian society Lulling the malice of man into a trench-like sleep Earthing the peril that ensues wreckage and terror Bargaining
PEACEFUL MIND A peaceful mind is like a silent blue sea, Its vast potential is as great as what’s in its deep, The energy stored is as powerful as what we all can see, And the tranquility as quiet as a
#Slf_Fortnightly_Poetry_Contest Peace: The Heartbeat of the World The inharmonious odyssey of futile pursuits; That wrenches cognitive tranquillity apart. Blinded by the crave for ephemeral suits, Galloping behind veiled, insubstantial art. The wrath of King Dhritarashtra’s ambition, Led to the
Title:- LET ME LIVE! Oh! Selfish! Don’t be cruel. I am a girl. Who fights against society everyday. Being a girl is not easy. She carries a flood of responsibilities. A mother, A sister, A daughter, A wife. I am
TITLE : A SPOON OF TEARS A Spoon of tears Washed out all my lordliness, That pearl of your eyes kills me in solitude Reminding how I’m helpless . An unknown pain burns my heart Every moment I die in
A_Spoon_Of_Tears A spoon of tears Falls upon when I see a begging child At the age of school days with Torn clothes and weeping face With no grace and people Instead of showing mercy scold on him and become wild .
Theme : #A spoon of tears. Title : Fragmented Heart Breaking my heart you discarded me like stone. I’m lying here unheeded and alone . Sun’s rage is burning deep inside. Moonlight now seems melancholy and unsight . My love
“A Spoon of Tears” I Sigh in Silence Sweet tears of joy or the salty ones of sorrow dissolve aches of hearts, cleanse even corrupted souls. Feel no shame to shed tears. It makes your heart lighter Hesitate not
A_Spoon_of_Tears… I knew tears will gush down my hairy cheeks, Flooding my unspoken lips, My language of love wasn’t understood by her, As I was dust and she was a star. Yesterdays we were clinging and sharing spirits, Today, she
A spoon of Tears Title: Those glittered pearls You don’t aware about that When you’re losing your faith You see your dreamy kite is flying So far— you can’t reach or control that Unfortunately you’re making a cascade Full
Story#39 : Guilty Anjali got onto the stage. It was the final day celebration of a well known arts college in Thrissur. Anjali is a famous social worker. She has touched lives of thousands of people through her social services. She
Story#40 : The Business Consultant It was in the middle of his graduation, Prasad was bitten by the entrepreneurship bug. It doesn’t have anything to do with his falling grades. He just got inspired by the stories of Bill Gates, Ambani
Story#41 : The Ragpicker It was 4:00 AM early morning, on August-14-2021. Next day is the Independence-day. As it early morning Thrissur railway station was almost vacant. There were few porters sleeping on cement benches. Few trains came and went. Most
Story#38 : Chain Reaction “Muthu, I can’t find my chain. I am sure that, I had kept it in the drawer when we went to my sisters’ house day before. But, when I came back, it is not there. I
Story#42 : The Child Prodigy Hello, do you know me? I was entertaining you for some time. You know me very well. In fact you are also responsible for what I am today. I am the child prodigy. Yes! The same
Story#45 : The Curse Of Trees “Satish, the person who bought the house behind your house, just called me. He is saying, the palm leaves from the three coconut trees at your backyard, sometimes falling in his land. He is asking
Story#37 Interview After showing off my smartness as an interviewer, I asked the candidate Mr.Anand, who was sitting opposite to me. “You have answered almost all questions well. We will definitely