Poetry is breathing words that gives a reader pause.
~ Ankita Singhal
the flames are silent,Peace is violent,Tears are frozen’cause massacre was chosen.~~ 26/11– Mumbai terror attack memories
Let me nurture my wings, for I was born to fly.
You exalt me Bati,This is the message to the society,Brightest day demands struggling, suffering and sacrifice,heroic labor would suffice.
I am master of my spoken words and slave to those which remain unspoken.
Life is like coffee, the darker it gets, the more it energizes.
Today I introduced myself to my very own Heart,In silent agony, after all these years it bled apart.
I love humanity, surprisingly, as I observe 21st century with hawk eyed vision, I realize the more I love humanity the less I love Human as an individual.
Love is never hurtful; It’s never about forgetting who you are, it’s about exploring yourself more.
His thoughts are unfathomable & her emotions are all over the place. Oh! The tragedy of Love.
A small change can make a big difference. You are the only one who can make our world a better place to inhabit. So, don’t be afraid to take a stand .
