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Author: Moumita Dutta
Moumita, is a service sector professional and a Glossophile who dedicates her leisure time in learning foreign languages. She writes to learn, to convey and to hear her own thoughts speak. For her, a blank page is both a mirror and a stage. She says, “Writing is my favourite expression. It’s my way to capture my wandering thoughts that help me write some sweet nothings. I keep the known alive and give life to the unknown, through my writings.”
Island in the Stream
The poems are like the Hershey’s Kisses- you need to let them melt in your mouth and not gobble in one go. It means one need to read and relish the poems one by one, and not rush to finish the book. Or else, you’ll miss to capture the essence of the poems.
What A Poem
A is for the amazing stories that the Brilliant writers of this group Concoct and wisely weave Defying the challenges of the prompt. E is
The Invisible Show
Jason was confused. He couldn’t decide if he was to believe his brother Nick or his own eyes. The incidents Nick has been narrating sounded
Welcome To Futuro
“Dad, who lives in that treehouse?” “No one. That place is in shambles,” replied Mr Elliot to his ten-year-old son, Rory. “Alright, off you go
The Last Resort
He stared at the knot, confused if it’s worth Wondering if it’ll sort If that’s the right thing, for he felt no mirth; Thus he
Siesta Blues
O’ slumber! Do remember To stop by Before you fly, Croon a lullaby. My head needs rest You can help best Perch on my crest
Autumn’s Bounty
Autumn days Simply amaze! Its myriad hues Banish the blues Continues to amuse. Like a jazzy joker Cloaked in graphic cover Flaunts a joyful ochre
Unification
He gave his heart to one Ms Rose BudAlluring prettiness hypnotized;He defied the blizzard and traversed.To meet his dear he fought with the galeFloundering, evading,
Embrace Fall
If your vision gets blurry and steps stall And uncertainty seizes your morale; Flee not, but embrace fall, and hibernate With hope and faith, and
Reorientate
“There you are! Where have you been for so long?” “Phew! I have been to hell and back. Let me relax for a while.” “Alright! Take your time. You seem
Altered Traits
Heorte was quite perturbed. “You misused your power and annulled my efforts, inaptly. It’s not fair.” “Stop playing the blame game. It’s not my fault.
A Woman of Substance
“Mama, ok ka lang ba?” Arma snuggled beside her mom. “Mabuti ako, anak.” Essa wrapped her arms around her daughter and they sat gazing at
A Fallen Leaf
A Fallen Leaf, is a must read if you wish to enjoy a perfect blend of prose and poetry in one book. The stories will poke your brain and stir your soul. If you are yet to read the book, I say, go grab it today. You won’t regret.