‘Likes to Cash’ Contest entry- Sarika Dsouza (Dreams)

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)

Analysis of Ted Hughes’ ‘Crow Tyrannosaurus’

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’

An Appreciation Of ‘The Road Not Taken’

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’

Submissions

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

Apocalypse

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

At the Break of Dawn

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