‘How is life going?’

Generally, we tend to go over those posts that talk about life.. how life is.. how life has been. One may feel like the person is penning an obituary for his/her blog. (Obviously not us ) We are going through what will be some major exams, based on a pattern in which our brothers passedContinue reading “‘How is life going?’”

‘A reunion called!’

Hello everyone. This is Kunjal. This is my first attempt at a sonnet. Hope you like it. On a long drive to aunt’s sturdy white house On a road our car dances in the mist Grasshoppers bounce and mischief-makers trounce, Green fields melting and attuning adrift. We traverse through a foulish filthy lake Muddy dogsContinue reading “‘A reunion called!’”

Into the bushes

This poem is penned for the prompt at Skeptic Kaddish where the poets were asked to write a poem following these rules 12 lines of free verse; Must include the adjective “adorable” The Mulberry Cottage still  stands firm The gladioli,Lilies and orchids still dance with the wind, One part of garden looks loftier with tons ofContinue reading “Into the bushes”

‘ A struggle for recognition’

Its been 14 days? Or 15? since our last post! Hello everyone, welcome back( or rather trying to say welcome back to ourselves after a long time). School has taken advent, pressure and enjoyment are at the highest but we will keep our pace at this blog! A short note Life at school has beenContinue reading “‘ A struggle for recognition’”

‘ It’s Light’

I am very elated to tell you guys that I recently hosted a prompt at Skeptic Kaddish . Do check it out! I received amazing responses from different poets and they took the groovy challenge extremely well! Rules Your poem must be no more than 16 lines; It must include the word ‘groovy’ It’s Light, The doors Continue reading “‘ It’s Light’”

‘Rain’

His first rain, From a little scrawny window, Droplets pattering and dew forming, His first thought is a big spit or too much sweat. His second rain, Through open gates And-he-could- crawl- cross-fall Above those big bouncy raindrops, Stripped in straps he looks- At The kids dancing, He feels his heart sighing and shunning TheContinue reading “‘Rain’”

‘Seeking Refuge.’

If we have no peace, it is because we have forgotten that we belong to each other. A country doesn’t merely comprise its native citizens, it consists also of those seeking protection. Each day. . Every day. Today we will be talking about refugees. Not the economic playback right now, not the ongoing war, notContinue reading “‘Seeking Refuge.’”

‘An Awakening, A Wake up Call’

We spend years ( and still doing) of our schooling to understand how the election system works, how the whole country is involved in elections, especially the lower sections of society. Despite having governments at the local level (*gram panchayats) the condition of rural healthcare is still not better. To quote a paragraph from WhiteContinue reading “‘An Awakening, A Wake up Call’”

‘ Eyes On Us- A Quadrille’

Eyes on us. Bars in front, bending down for breath. One second to look up. Hands covered with red circles. Face torchlit with recent smacks. Eyes gasping down in breaths. They look up. But no sight to see, Travelers fading away- The lone figure. Written By- Kunjal Gupta ~DuoDisseminators . . This is a poemContinue reading “‘ Eyes On Us- A Quadrille’”

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