The advent of dawn pricked Gowri's dreams and woke her up with a sense of expectation. She stood and tiptoed down the stairs, Went outside and stared at the misty mountains, Absorbed by the mornings silence. Her breath formed a white plume in the air, She felt warm for her heart throbbed with excitement and … Continue reading ‘Likes to Cash’ Contest entry- Sarika Dsouza (Dreams)
You can read the whole poem here. Edward James (Ted) Huges was born in Mytholmrod, in the West Riding district of Yorkshire. His childhood was quiet and dominately rural. The landscape of the moors of the area informed his poetry throughout his life. He attended Pembroke college and majored in archaeology, anthropology and studied mythology. … Continue reading Analysis of Ted Hughes’ ‘Crow Tyrannosaurus’
By RADHIKA GARG The poem 'Road Not Taken' by Robert Frost: Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as … Continue reading An Appreciation Of ‘The Road Not Taken’
BY MEHUL SINGLA Life is a gift we got Which is passing like a trot It is a mixture of up and down Learn to swim before you drown Life is a journey we all are on Choose the right path before it's gone It is a puzzle which demands to be solved Solve it … Continue reading What is life?
Just Another Tale is now on the look out for fresh, new content! The possibilities are limitless! You can submit anything you want- stories, poems, shorts- it's completely upto you! This is an excellent way to get new readers to your blog and build your follow base. However, there must be rules- they are simple … Continue reading Submissions
Caged. We are thrown behind bars Of stereotypes and 'ideals'. Bars made of what people think Is right or wrong. Bars made of their 'standards', Their expectations of how our lives should be. "You are free to be who you are" But not gay or bisexual for that's a sin. Don't be a man who … Continue reading Caged
It was one of those 'grey days'- The sky was grey, The clouds, the weather, my mood- All grey. I walked down the worn down asphalt, Its once crow black colour Now faded to dull grey. An old lady walked past me, Her back hunched, her deaf ears Sticking out of her lifeless grey hair, … Continue reading Grey
As I sit here, Looking at the city stretched below me, The twinkling lights, The roads criss-crossing- Like a maze, All I can think of is how insignificant we are, Individually. What can we hope to accomplish alone In this world where lurks thousands and thousands, Dreaming the same dream? What if, what if The … Continue reading Apocalypse
The water is Dark; It then turns a deep Red; Then Orange and at last A shimmering, calm Blue, Now matching the flawless sky. A flower blooms; Pearl white petals opening up To steal the Sun's warm kiss At the break of dawn. A bird stuck its neck Out of its little hole. It chirps- … Continue reading At the Break of Dawn
"Come out of your cocoon", they said. "Break free from your shell, It's time. Spread your coloured wings wide. Show us how bright you can be, It's time." "But I am just fine inside", I said. "There is happiness here, For me. I can do what I want, how I want. I am happy here, … Continue reading Black
