Tag: poems 2

By Pallavi Vyas Black eyes, deeply smogged by sorrow. Paint them your color and discover in solitude. Dry lips, bruised by coldness. Paint them red by your sensations in the unknown. Dark heart, shadowed by grief. Paint it blue by your dazzled harmony. Black December, engulfed in thorns. Paint...

By Surbhi Thukral Ensconced on a chaise longue, she watches him run his fingers through his bedraggled hair, ‘a beer and burger,’ he winks to...

By Enakshi Johri Summary “Nothing is a waste of time if you use the experience wisely.” ‘Rays and Ripples’ serves experience, learning and the secret to...