Tag: Writer

Fallen

We kill the soldiers of humanity as they bleed of the empty greed, We forget that each cut is a blow to humanity. Soon when they come to cease they will just be an ebbing memory in painful streaks.

Dying Drops

Imagine a life without water. Impossible, right? But the near future shows us that our mistakes are leading us to that reality. So, lets stop today and think for a minute and then pledge to conserve and protect the most precious resource of this earth we call home.

Save Me!

This destruction no longer can I see, I plead thee SAVE ME! This 22nd April (Earth Day) lets join hands and protect the home that gave us being!

Who am I?

You are not what the world sees, you are what you believe to be…

SHE

THE REAL HEROES WE CHOOSE NOT TO SEE

My Childhood Was Lost…

A POEM BY YUKTA BHANDARI

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