#poetrywednesdaysainn #week15 The decoration with birds and feathers Symbolic of the housemaker’s mental ardour She must be feeling free as a bird And spreading good vives like the Pecock feathers.
Read More »#poetrywednesdaysainn #week15 The decoration with birds and feathers Symbolic of the housemaker’s mental ardour She must be feeling free as a bird And spreading good vives like the Pecock feathers.
Read More »#poetrywednesdaysainn Laxmi looked forward to the visit of the bangle seller, She loved his dazzling bangles to wear. On her wedding she had worn those, And got widowed within a year. It broke the heart of the aged seller He
Read More »#poetrywednesdaysainn #week17 The aesthetic appeal of the scarves and bags Very attractive ,beautiful and stylish, How can one avoid Not purchasing in lavish?
Read More »#poetrywednesdaysainn #week 18 Bizzare sky above, the mundane life below, no mood to enjoy the colourful sky. But to kill the boredom and have solace Come my dear friend, let’s have tea in the corner stall.
Read More »#poattic-16 #pentastich #ArtoonsInnPoetryParlour I wish very much that Urban children avoid playing games on gadgets They should go to play outside the house It is the need of the hour They should connect with Nature and friends. And
Read More »The three retired professors,Bijay,Niranjan and Bimal, meet early morning in the park everyday. Morning walk is their pastime. After half-an-hour of brisk walking, they sit for a conversation and the most jovial and talkative among them is Niranjan who makes
Read More »Five 00-11 The city municipality had appointed me to beautify the Bindusagar lake, near Lingaraj temple in Bhubaneswar. My ride was a noisy government vehicle driven by blabbermouth driver Shambhu. I started by surveying the eastern stone wall of the
Read More »Flash Fiction QuinTale-04 Arjuna and Krishna 25 Dec 2018Charulata Panigrahi It was a cold December evening. Ajit and I were relishing the cups of warm Darjeeling tea that Arjuna had made for us. “Meenu, I am going to retire next December”, blurted
Read More »Gopal and the Gajaraj. Once upon a time a prosperous village named Hastinapur was there near a dense forest. The villagers were happily living with farming and using forest products for their own needs. It was a big and neat and
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