Poetry Live, and not just run? Posted on May 12, 2020 by tanya garain Life is a race, They say so often. A race that doesn’t ends upon a podium, Rather ends in a coffin. The clock is ticking,…
Poetry Oh life! ? Posted on April 26, 2020April 26, 2020 by tanya garain Larger than you imagine and fragile as a crystal ball, Whispering between the petals, it can be a bug so small. Invisible, nor can be…
Poetry Rise from the dust ? Posted on March 28, 2020March 29, 2020 by tanya garain No trees had the rustling branches, It had to rise from the dust. No mountains had the gleaming peaks, It had to rise from the…
Poetry ममता सी कोमल, ज्वाला सी तेज़ – औरत Posted on March 8, 2020 by tanya garain थकान के आगे, चट्टान के पार, एक दुनिया है, जहाँ औरत रहती है। तुम लाख करो परेशान उसे, वो बलशाली है, इसलिए सहती है। उसकी…
Poetry Every day a new year ♥️ Posted on January 1, 2020 by tanya garain the ticking of the clock, as the hour hand reaches midnight. a new beginning takes birth somewhere, under the same sky and amidst same site.…
