Ghost89er spins a poem in appreciation for that one person who was the constant in his life like the 'ayat'- when all the chaos that the universe could muster was encapsulated in him.
Our first teacher. Our finest friend. Ankita Sinha weaves a poem for that important person in our lives.
Dekohled pens down a poem that captures the confusion of our times.
Small mercies and...Ghost89er comes back with this hauntingly beautiful poem about gratitude.
The Universe Works On Logic
Stuck? Here's the way out
The Universe and Its Answers
So Much Said Without Saying A Word
Hope is what makes the world go round
The poetic argument of the proverbial Green Grass