Alfred, Lord Tennyson, (1809—1892) 1st Baron Tennyson of Aldworth and Freshwater, was an English poet. He was the Poet Laureate during Queen Victoria’s reign. Also, Tennyson won the Chancellor’s Gold Medal at Cambridge for one of his first pieces, “Timbuktu”. Published in 1830, was the First solo collection of Alfred Read more…
Robert Burns was born in 1759, to William and Agnes Brown Burnes. Like his father, Burns was a tenant farmer. Throughout his life he was also a practicing poet. Moreover Robert Burns Poetries recorded and celebrated aspects of farm life, regional experience, traditional culture, class culture and distinctions, and religious Read more…
Ek kahaani, achhayi ki buraayi par jeet ki ye kahani! Dussehra – Ek Sachhi Kahani Umr : 9 saalKaksha : Chauthi Tyohaar tha humare ghar,Par kis cheez ka woh yaad nhi,Rishtedaar sab aaye the khushiyaan, mithaiyaan sang laye the,Saath aya tha woh bhi fir ek dafa,Sabke samne chocolates, toffiyan, “humari Read more…
I am really bad at playing these silent wars, and you know that already. If we have been through a lot, is it really worth making it happen again? What are we more, than just a beautiful mess! When you are not around, these moments, empty moments, a war in Read more…
And as I sit here in solace, reading another heart breaker of Nikita Singh (the author) and all of her letters written to her ex, I wonder if I will ever be able to write one to you. I still have so much to say, over the years, just like my Read more…
Truus13 Caress GIF from Truus13 GIFs Can I touch you? I wanna feel the pain within your head Can I hold you? I wanna be with the demons under your bed Can you come a little closer? I wanna tell you secrets I won’t tell Can you slide into my Read more…
There is nothing certain in these situations and what we can hope is good health and bright future to cherish. Charles Darwin gave a theory which mentioned a phrase ” Survival of the fittest “. This phrase seems so fitting in the current scenario that we all are facing throughout Read more…
Yeh toh siyasaton ka takaza hai, warna pehle mazhab ek dusre ka saath nibhaya karte the, main bhi bada hua hun musalmano ke beech, roti kum padne par, hum ek hi thali mein khaya karte the, meri maa ke paranthe mujhse jyada unko pasand the, woh bhi Eid pe mere Read more…
Any of you, feeling me here? It’s weird how quarantine-ing is turning out to be such a complicated thing. I constantly see people venting out their emotions on social media and slipping into anxieties. I observe how the scars that apparently were put to grave, are slowly turning into wounds Read more…
This poem/excerpt is all about what a phase of depression, sorrow, breakdown brings with it, apart from just the pain and tears. “I miss rains” is a poem about how sorrow brings all things full circle in the end. I miss rains.It’s not that I love rains or something like Read more…