“Summer is over. It’s time for the rain to quench the thirst of the parched farm,” said Pradeep, the instructor of the YLAP(Young Leaders Award Programme), looking at the pale faces of the youngsters digging the organic farm at Katinge,
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That stormy night, she watched from her bedroom window The aged leaves of ivy creeper struggling yet failing to hold on To their dear life as the rain lashed out incessantly, They fell one by one, a victim of nature’s
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#ALS Weekly Poetry Contest 360 Title: One Morning I look up at the bronze-tinged rays of the Sun struggling to break Through the entwined arms of stately trees standing oblivious of time, They are, but a mute testimony to this
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This is a Cyhydedd Naw Ban. It is a simple Welsh poetic form that uses couplets to keep things even within each poem. Each line in the stanza is nine syllables long. The stanza has an even number of lines.
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This poem is a Fox Septet. It was developed by Ritbfox and is written as follows. The first line of the poetry is also the last. Line 1: 3 syllables Line 2: 5 syllables Line 3: 7 syllables Line 4:
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Year 2017 Murugesa sat huddled in his match-box sized room watching a Tamil news channel. The lady spoke non-stop, keeping pace with the pictures and videos that kept streaming in live from Chennai’s Marina beach about people protesting against the
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For the umpteenth time, I checked on my wearables – specially the badges I had received for my exemplary contribution in service. I was ready for the Independence Day Parade tomorrow. Finally! I would be the parade commander of the
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#ArtooninnWritersRoom #Augustwritingprompt A love story from the perspective of a Panipuriwala. “Am I in heaven?” I whispered to an Angel who exuded beauty and light. Her presence seemed to tranquilize my restless soul. “Yes, God has decreed you stay here
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I sit by the large windows every day And wonder what is it that took you away, Away, beyond the snow-capped peaks Maybe, far into the jungles of the east. I think long and hard for reasons beyond me, What
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I stood near the only window in the dreary room, straining my neck to see what was happening downstairs. As I expected, the cacophony rose and ebbed like a discordant storm preparing to gain a foothold on the city. The
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