And as the sun sets, Tucking itself comfortably beneath The endless sea, Spreading it's crimson hue Across land like a thick blanket, Warming cold hearts And rekindling broken ones, The moon stood on its toes, Eager to shed it's silver light On a dark sea of people Clamouring and chattering. Ah! What a delightful sight. … Continue reading And as the sun sets
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More than just a typewriter
It has been a long day. No, scratch that. It had been a long week. The hustle bustle of everyday life had escalated to an extent where I could hardly close my eyes for a couple of moments. It's been only a week since I gave birth to twins and it has been the most … Continue reading More than just a typewriter
An Eagle’s view
The wind ruffled my feathers as I sat on the boughs of my favourite tree. It was the tallest one in the park, overlooking the rolling green land, children playing on swings and families stretched out on the grass, laughing, talking, playing games. I scanned the view below me when suddenly my senses heightened- I … Continue reading An Eagle’s view
What is life?
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?
Grey
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
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
Black
"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
Introverted
Every person goes through four stages in life- the innocent, easy childhood; the rebellious, moody teenage years; the always-tired, just-trying-to-earn-some-money adulthood; and the retired, grumpy old age. Though I am only seventeen, I seemed to have skipped the teenage part but fastforwarded into mature adulthood. When my friends sit by and watch cheesy sitcoms or … Continue reading Introverted