Dr. Manas Bakshi
Human nature is conspicuous by two such aspects that are opposite to each other.
P C K Prem
If men of literature and artists of different arts write on life in totality, it is in a spirit of gratitude to ancient times.
Dr. S.Padmapriya
Abstract: In general, this paper analyses the growth of English poetry in India as a result of the contribution of important Indian poets, writing in English especially those coming from the southern part of India, specifically the members of the twenty year old Chennai Poets circle, a niche group of poets.
Dr. N. Raghavendra Rao
Dr. N. Raghavendra Rao has a doctorate in the area of Finance. He has the rare distinction of having experience in the combined areas of Information Technology and Business applications.
Musharraf Ali
After Manto’s death on January 18, 1955, the literary magazine ‘Naqoosh,’ published from Lahore, released a special ‘Manto issue.’
James Aitchison
I must admit when I first saw the title of this book, I was a little sceptical as to whether anything much ‘new’ could be said about poetry and poetics,
Gurdev Chauhan
Not very long in the past, girls used to write poetry on the sly hiding it from their parents and the public.
Dipak Giri
Postcolonial English Literature: Theory and Practice, edited by Dipak Giri, is a comprehensive academic anthology that delves into the intersection of postcolonial theory with English literature.
Hema Ravi
Wedding dessert buried deep inside the freezer for five decades. During a deep cleaning session, lady observed: ‘Do not open until 2018!’ A chunk of wedding cake preserved, to be shared on their fiftieth anniversary…
Dr. Kailash Nath Khandelwal
I noticed a huge-winged bird flying high in the sky regardless of the happenings below engrossed in unalloyed pleasures of the ethereal world,
Maria Miraglia
It almost scares me this intimate feeling of peace deep penetrating that gives the sense of suspension of detachment noises and anxieties seem to have vanished in the sweet air
Dr. Shobha Diwakar
Remember Brutus? Yes, the same whom Caesar claimed a friend? Double crossed him And Stabbed him from back Without remorse.
Ashok Bhargava
Let’s dance holding hands. The silence trickling in between us more telling than the conversation. In your eyes saturated with sadness I see my loneliness turned inside out.
Eldar Akhadov
Young girl, here you write, that they loved me at first sight. And I believe you.
Sudhir K. Arora
A tempest sweeps over the globe spreading the vicious seeds which become saplings that grow guns for robots that are connected with religious and political wires in the name of Light leading to Heaven that is simply a carrot on a stick cast by various shops that vie with others.
Dr. Dalip Khetrapal
In the embrace of moon and stars, amidst mountains grand and bold, I found solace, health, and peace, in nature’s loving hold.
Ali Imran
The Light of Love
How will I believe now in the power of love when it has been reduced to a lonely moth’s candle burning at both ends?
DC Chambial
We have to learn to live with the vagaries and infirmities of time’s tide that dog us.
Jen Walls
Remember to love light upon the gloom – make room; blossom ever more Watch flowering fields yield through this soulful silence;
Sumeet Gogia
Sitting back to myself; I asked, Where do you want to go? Then, my mind started dreaming in a flow.
Johny Takkedasila
‘Mother’ is poetry; Her protection, care, and guidance, poetry. Her birth, poetry for millions. Her womb, poetry in vast ocean. Her words, poetry, akin to sky.
Dr. Toolika Rani
Take me to a place With not so much sun Let the warmth flow In moderation.
Tanmay Dubey
If we use time like credit, we will gain from time, If we use time like debit, we will always lose time.
Dr Lalit Mohan Sharma
Riding the online highway on digital strides My mind seemed to gallop to distant spaces Of feelings furiously passionate and Intuitions rich with intimations of love.
Dr. Gopal Lahiri
The paint peels off its walls in clumps, the wooden floor exhales in the hidden footprints, I watch birds circle over the painted canoes and slip my memories back into the river.
K. Babu Joseph
Nobody ever tries to relate the rosy things in their life to the good things they may have done in a previous birth like empathy and charity
Shafkat Aziz Hajam
I lost my beauty for the harsh time of my youth, Yearned to rare it for my name after demise, She didn’t aid me to preserve my beauty.
Faleeha Hassan
Because love is as hard as a walnut in a toothless mouth, Because you might stand for hours, as your breathy gasps burn in the frost, waiting for a rose to whisper to you
S.Padmapriya
Another day in the life of man, The day and date of no special significance. In the lively ocean of Delhi, The rain God came to perform, His magic, First, a dull drizzle, growing intense…
Ramachandran Rajasekharan
Today, I sat down to write a poem about my Acha, can there be a poem about him without my Amma ?
Sudhir K. Arora
A tempest sweeps over the globe spreading the vicious seeds which become saplings that grow guns for robots that are connected with religious and political wires in the name of Light leading to Heaven that is simply a carrot on a stick cast by various shops that vie with others.
PADMA PRIYA
I was on a flight from Chennai to Bhubaneswar. I noticed a co-passenger. He had a pair of fantastically large eyes. His red eyes betrayed the fact that the poor man had not slept for many days or nights.
Jaagrit Dhamija
Whenever Darkness occurs there is always a search for light, Even in the black universe, The stars are still very bright.
Pragya Dhamija
Every Step I take Every move I Make My perspective changes, I see the unseen and Notice the unnoticed I see the light, I see the shadow I see every being differently,
Rob Harle
I must admit when I first saw the title of this book, I was a little sceptical as to whether anything much ‘new’ could be said about poetry and poetics, especially in respect of an analysis of how the latest neuroscience findings applied to the creative poetic impulse.
Robert Maddox-Harle
In this paper I discuss the way in which Shakespeare explores the implications of such human traits as lust, greed and envy. The acts of violence we perpetrate upon ourselves and one another indicate that there may be no guarantees of benevolent human action.
Robert Maddox-Harle
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