Fragrance from roses seems to wane, My melancholic monologues are meek, Myriad melodies in monochrome tones mourn, My dreams with you have drowned in vain. Vain verses of mine…
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” Sundari, what’s wrong with you? I seem to have no clue. I see paint splashed all over the floor. You’ve doodled on the walls and doors.” Sundari’s father was…
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When I gaze at the moon in the sky, My love! Your refulgent face gently appears, For a fleeting moment my eyes etch a lie. In a chimerical realm…
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Hello dear Poets, It’s April already and most of you would have geared up to participate in the National Poetry month challenge to write a poem everyday. Here is a…
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The world is replete with colours of spring, But inside my head voices sting, Sometimes loud, sometimes quiet, How they loom and grow with might! Surrounded by people…
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My master has been spending hours with me every day. He’s very passionate. I feel more alive with every passing day. Ah! His nimble hands have the most delicate touch.…
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“Sundari, Sundari?” Sundari’s father searched for her inside every room. “Where is she? It’s so unlikely for her to wake up this early on a Sunday morning,” he thought. As…
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Cosmic Vibes, a collection of 50 poems by Shristee Singh are more than just poems. They are akin to spiritual chants that fill us with tranquility and bring immense joy…
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During quiet moonlit nights, During busy sun-kissed days, During chilly winters frosted, During soothing springs balmy, When deafening silence threatens, When dulcet sounds resonate, In the prosaic words that…
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The kaleidoscopic sky tinged with shades of eventide looked mesmerizing. Waves ebbed and flowed with dulcet melodies. The balmy breeze teased my untamed hair as I sat digging my feet…