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No lack of effort, Knowledge gathered in abundance, Yet it feels like fate Has been a little distant. For a few coins of comfort, Wait stretches endlessly, Every moment feels Like joy owes me something silently.
By Jai Singh8 months ago in Poets
Unknown memory Your fragrance comes in the foreign air, Your name resides in every breath. You are far away, yet you are so close,
...A melody rests gently upon my lips, My steps dance to a wild, carefree script. A sparkle like sunrise glows in my eyes, And even the wind hums my tune as it flies.
By Jai Singh9 months ago in Poets
Your Sweet Image You are like the tenderness hidden in the first morning ray, Like the silent night that listens to your heartbeat. Even the breeze wrapped in your shadow becomes intoxicated, Your fragrance adorns my every breath.
Waves of Hope She hasn't arrived yet, But my heart is restless, Her memories echo in the air, A silent confession in every breath.
"At the Crossroads of Life" The night was deep, yet we did not sleep, Storms raged within, yet we did not weep. The moonlight shone, but the glow felt incomplete, Dreams burned down, yet we did not accept defeat.
By Jai Singh10 months ago in Poets
The Path is Hazy, But Hope Remains The path is hazy, but hope remains, Even in shattered dreams, light sustains. Every turn, hardships surround me, Yet, I still have the habit of lighting flames of bravery.
Doubt… a feeling that can break even the strongest walls of love and trust. It spreads like poison in the human heart and hollows out every relationship. This story is also about such a doubt, which changed the world of two close friends.
By Jai Singh10 months ago in Chapters
A Heart Lost in the Game You were the one who sent me away, So what's the use of remembering me now? When hatred has already taken root, What’s the use of such love now?
Empty pocket, full heart It was a winter night. The fog was dense, as if the whole world was hidden in a white sheet. On the side of the road, a ten-year-old boy, Raju, was shivering with cold in tattered clothes. His feet were bare, lips were dry, and there was such a pain of hunger in his eyes, which was difficult to describe in words.
By Jai Singh10 months ago in Humans
That last letter The same familiar streets of the city, the same old buildings, the same fragrant winter evenings… but this time everything had changed. The light drizzle and cold wind had wrapped the whole city in a blanket of sadness. This same city was once a witness to the love story of Anirudh and Sanjana.
By Jai Singh10 months ago in Fiction
Judaai: The story of an incomplete love When love clashes with reality, many times it results in separation. This story is also about two such souls, whose love was boundless, but fate separated them. This is not just a love story, but a story of sacrifice, pain and endless waiting.
