The beauty of this poem lies in its simplicity. How the writer is able to find the greatest of the virtues in the simplest of things.
Everything that we witness daily, the things that are doing nothing more than the routine things are the biggest epitome of patience.
I would see the sky clear Which was not the case earlier The moon seems to be so pure With twinkling stars,its peers The birds are free from fear As humans are not near Wondering…
It’s a poem especially for students, and is meant just for fun. Please do like, comment and share:-)
‘Diving into wreck’ is a poem that talks about the whole diving experience of a sea diver straight from the preparation stage until when he reaches the bottom of the sea to find a wreck. This poem talks about the whole emotional journey of the diver.
The knots I feel in my stomach are the ones I want to tie. We will then add colour to the life we create but we won’t dye. I will add you to my favourite humour, honour and endeavours. I need you to be smart enough to see what I did there.
Valiant Dreams, a science fiction short story, by J. W. Cassandra. The story belongs to the anthology of the same title. It was preceded by an other story, The Boxer (Short Stories, 31. March, 2020.). Just as in the previous story, I use the terms ‘boxer’ and ‘spacer’ in the sense of ‘earthling’ and ‘alien’. In some sense, this story is the countinuation of The Boxer but, not entirely. I show in this story an alien spaceship among others. And the reader can be familair with different spaceships, extra-planets, dimensions, etc. I share here the Hungarian version, as well.
Valiant Dreams, a science fiction short story, by J. W. Cassandra. The story belongs to the anthology of the same title. It was preceded by an other story, The Boxer (Short Stories, 31. March, 2020.). Just as in the previous story, I use the terms ‘boxer’ and ‘spacer’ in the sense of ‘earthling’ and ‘alien’. In some sense, this story is the countinuation of The Boxer but, not entirely. I show in this story an alien spaceship among others. And the reader can be familair with different spaceships, extra-planets, dimensions, etc. I share here the Hungarian version, as well.
He was smiling A red spot of kiss on his shirt Wife doubt and asked who did it? Little girl with blinging eyes said mumma I did that. Save
Vocation by Rabindranath Tagore is a perfect tour into the mind of a child. This poem shows our inner-most needs. This poem is also a reminder to all the grown-ups that how these needs are curtailed by the parameters of the societal norms.
The undeniable talent Of humanity To justify everything Under the sun And over the moon Be it good or bad Wrong or right We reason and justify almost everything However the truth as I see…
It’s about the unfortunate death of infants. Why this injustice happens to them and why they are being given only momentary life. May be our master is cruel or may be we don’t know much.
I met you, I thought it was my final adieu; You took me in your arms, And i raised no alarms; Spend the days and nights together, Wishing you would take me where I belong;…
