Autumn arrived Heralding umpteen hopes for my broken and bruised heart, soul Having zero confidence, self-esteem. And my mind losing all it’s sheen After facing
Author: Madhu Sudan (Er Shine)
Poetry in My Life
Poetry to me is an enchanting elaboration of my thoughts and opines, my hidden emotions, my inexpressible desires of varied hues and kinds. A soul-soothing
The Ambiguous August
August Always comes with Various emotions Memories of joy and sorrow For me This time It brought along The dear occasion of Sharing warmth among
A Skyful of Balloons
The author has created a literary wonder with her mighty pen. It makes the reader laugh, cry and look for hope along with Preeti, the female protagonist, as she continues her journey from being madly in love with her childhood sweetheart to later looking for hope in her life.
Now is the Time to Take a Stand
June 20, 2019 It all started during the conversation on a friend’s timeline where Courtney had commented on a post praising Mr. X and his
Proposal on Wheels
On a rainy day we went our own way Having big glasses of protein whey He was sitting on my right And told me to
Luck by Chance
“Dear, why are you looking worried. Is your health ok?” enquired Mr. Singh. ‘I am fine, but I think Ritika is not for the last
The Glow Giving Ritual
With the blessings of parents and at the sight of the early morning sun The ritual of turmeric ceremony had begun Everyone was wearing traditional
A Carbon Copy
Dear Daddy As you say I am a chatterbox who constantly eats your brain with my sense and no sense making questions, yet that day
The Pious Love
From the sweltering summer of India to the freezing winter of Canada, Rohan has traversed a long journey to pursue his master’s here. On the
The Actual Reality
“Mum dad can you guess how much money Rhea’s parents had spent on her marriage from the arrangements done at her home to the larger
The Love of My life
You used to be the elixir of my life, When you were always there and totally mine, That was my life’s most blissful time. From
Life These Days
It’s easy to talk, then it’s to walk that same talk, as it’s easy said then to perform that same act. Hence, the life’s reality
Victim to Victory
Sunidhi was running with a backpack and suitcase, it was a dark, stormy night. Wind was blowing with all its might, ferocious rain was also