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Sunday Poetry Special By Vaishali Desai

Truth Truth is a legacy, that hide's in heart Thuth, is a thing, that steams from heart to heart, It's is a thing, that...

ಗಾಯ ಈ ಗಾಯದ ಕಲೆ ನನ್ನನ್ನೆಲ್ಲೋ ಒಯ್ಯುತ್ತಿದೆ ಇದು ಬಿದ್ದ ಗಾಯವಲ್ಲ ಕಾದಾಡಿ ಗೆದ್ದ ಗಾಯ ಯುದ್ಧದಲ್ಲೇ ಆಗಬೇಕಂತೇನೂ ಇಲ್ಲ ಗಲ್ಲಿಯ ಗದ್ದಲದಲ್ಲೂ...

Between life and death Yes, I have got the call of your heart the yester mo, Yet to accomplish thy wishes. To water and...

लोग मैने फूल को फूल पत्थर को पत्थर कहा रूठ गए लोग पानी से चुन बैठी कंकर पानी और कंकर में फर्क दिखाया रूठ गए लोग सब चिल्ल...

Because I love you Because I love you there still blooms a blood-red hibiscus in my heart whacks of the axe chopping hea...

I COULD WALK IN LONGWAYS I’m not a simple onlooker on many things but involving from the depth of my soul I sense your f...

Childhood. The afternoons of childhood In that attic room, secured as a mother's womb. Granny's rapunzel stories dispens...

TRIUMPHS OF LIFE Gloomy darkness seems to have engulfed The whole world of life As light has hidden its head behind. Sob...

The flying greed When my wounds cry, It is like a scary rainfall Pouring my secrets out, And the winds mercilessly Blowi...

Unblemished Self The guest left us, Looking back many times, Walking slowly, He would have said something, If he had met...