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Mahima Gupta
Mahima Gupta is a 17-year old poet from Kolkata, India. She is a student of Class 12. Writing has been a very important part of her life since the time she realises how wonderful it is to pen down one’s … Continue reading
Malady
The corpse lied untouched In the crepuscular light, her shadow enkindled. Her kins stood panic-stricken. Her fidelity was being questioned. It was time now for the sun to set. The birds were finding their way. Migrating Also, suffering. And the … Continue reading
Hiatus
The words got scattered Like stardust The kites soared high up Reaching infinity and beyond The thoughts remained Unchanged The people remained Voracious She read the manuscripts In her dreams There was a hiatus That changed the way – Broken … Continue reading
Just another cryptic soul
She drowned in her past Because the hope of keeping up to the present killed her And the promises which were about to Be proven false Would make people hate her And her expectations Which she considered a dream Appeared to … Continue reading
Mahima Gupta
Mahima Gupta is a 17-year old poet from Kolkata, India. She is a student of Class 12. Writing has been a very important part of her life since the time she realises how wonderful it is to pen down one’s … Continue reading
Quandary
I wasn’t even Alive when You started placing before Me Those conundrums Which captivated My real self And forced me To blame storm a different Set of people Because I did not know The meanings And I did not get the … Continue reading
Crisis
There’s so much more I could do. If I could Scatter the seconds Like the grains of sand If the minutes would pass Like a ray of light Passing through a prism Breaking into Those seven colours Lighting every corner … Continue reading
Downfall
His spirit hovered On the edge of doom And before his eyes Were a couple of books? And his favourite illustration hanging in a frame He looked outside the window And saw Children on their way And the winter cascade … Continue reading
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