By Amruta Gijare Is there something to hide? Facades are breathtakingly majestic, while they cover the structure within. Is there something to hide? Tears are happy and smiles are grim.

By Bhargavi G. Iyer माना कि जब जुहू की मिट्टी से भर जाते, मैंने उन्हें खूब धोया-पीटा है। लोकल ट्रैन की भीड़ में घुसते-घुसाते, भागते-चढ़ते, प्लैटफॉर्म पे घसीटा है।

By Bhargavi G. Iyer The lethargy of facile techniques, Like the ease of helicopters to escalade peaks; With a click and a tap and a job well done, Scorned sanctions eclipse mendacious streaks.

By Bhargavi G. Iyer I see a copper coloured glow, As salty, moistened warm winds blow, And the southern sun shines from the west, As waves forget the horizon’s tempest.

By Bhargavi G. Iyer As though full of invisible dirt, Or poison, to fitter substance, convert, The purest of all alone allowed, In sunlight, filtered by the cloud.

By Khushi Saboo You say “not all men”, But why do ALL women remain oppressed? You think we try to usurp your power, But it’s really just an effort to overcome the deep-rooted patriarchy.

By Muskan Bansal Humanity is dead You may often hear Our sacred mother earth Is now full of hatred and fear!

By Paulami Naik My charming lady, you inspire me to write. How I love the way you hide, seize and prey, Invading my mind all day and throughout the night, Always dreaming, hoping, I’ll be the next one you betray.

By Vrinda Tiwari You like the curves of her body You like the tone of her skin, You’re obsessed with fair colour For you, brown would never win.

By Sushmita Das I am ephemeral. I have spent my whole lifetime, Hoping; To break free of this mortality,

By Aria Sheth When you let me gaze at the beautiful sky When you allow me to spot that little girl begging on the streets The way you let me admire your body in the mirror The times you let me stare into the darkness of the night.

By Aria Sheth I often ponder over The existence of another me In a parallel universe, A world I cannot see

By Aria Sheth The tiny, shimmering leaves, When the wind blows, Flutter like marvellous butterflies, With their brilliant orange and green glow.

By Vrinda Tiwari इस वतन-ए-हिन्द में मची तबाही की कहानी है ये शाही इख़्तियारत की खिदमत कर रहे ए हिंदुस्तान के हामील इन हुकुमकारों की बेईमानी की कहानी है ये हिन्दू मुस्लिम सिख ईसाई मज़हब के नाम पर हुए बटवारे से डर मत ऐ दोस्त

By Vrinda Tiwari दरिंदों की कैद से छूटा वो जिस्म पर वो रूह की चीखें आज भी आबाद हैं वीरान है ये दिल फ़िलहाल पर अपने वजूद पर आज भी सवाल बेशुमार हैँ

By Sakshi Sri तू बीज था उस पेड़ का, जिसे ना खोया जा सकता था, ना बोया जा सकता था। पर बो दिया उसने, बो दिया उसने… आखिर अश्क था तू उसका

By Bhargavi G. Iyer कई बादल गुज़र चुके हैं । नदियां, झरने, सब रुके हैं । मिट्टी में दरारें पड़ने लगी हैं, जग में सारे जग सूखे हैं ।