Elegy

**Forever Is a Lie**
We speak of forever, as if time stands still, A promise unbroken, a dream we will fulfill, But in the dance of days and fleeting hours,
By Abbasabout a year ago in Poets
**Home Alone**
In the quiet of the house, where echoes softly play, Home alone, I wander through the light of day, Shadows stretch and whisper secrets old and deep,
By Abbasabout a year ago in Poets
answer
After years of questioning and searching for answers deep within, she discovered that she felt nothing towards her parents. No love warmed her heart for them, and no longing disturbed her days. After diving deep into her emotions, she confronted this painful truth and asked herself the question she had long avoided: Why? The sorrow gnawed at her as she faced this bitter reality, and the thought of whether this fate would also befall her children weighed heavily on her.
By Warm vanilla about a year ago in Poets
Boss vs Leader: Understanding the Difference
In the professional work context, the terms ‘boss’ and ‘leader’ can be understood as synonyms. Nevertheless, this distinction is critical to cultivating a healthy organizational culture and performance. Where a boss is autocratic in discipline and power, a leader is more persuasive, motivating, and transformative.
By Mohammad Usmanabout a year ago in Poets
In Memory of MK. Content Warning.
Years have passed since our falling out, but the news hits me and the world goes silent. Suddenly, you are no longer out there
By Kay Husnickabout a year ago in Poets
Lovely Day
On this lovely day, the sun does rise, Gently painting the sky with hues so wise. Birds sing softly, their melodies sweet,
By Abbasabout a year ago in Poets
Celebrating the doom of independence
Celebrating the doom of independence Liberation in its precipice gallops in the abyss of glee, Callous whispers of unserved justice writhe the soul with pain that abhors the plea
By Hridya Sharmaabout a year ago in Poets
Nimai's Temple
In a small village nestled among the lush green fields of Bengal, lived a young boy named Nimai. His world was simple, confined to the narrow paths winding through the paddy fields, the dense bamboo groves, and the occasional banyan tree where the village elders gathered to discuss everything from the upcoming harvest to tales of the supernatural.
By Dabasish Palabout a year ago in Poets
Regret
Regret was a weight that did grow, From seeds that were planted long ago. Choices once made, Now in shadows stayed, And haunted the mind with their woe.
By Dabasish Palabout a year ago in Poets
Heartbreak
There once was a heart split in pain, Where love left a lingering stain. Each beat felt the tear, Of a dream laid bare, As it danced in the cold, bitter rain.
By Dabasish Palabout a year ago in Poets
Loneliness
In a room where the silence would creep, Loneliness lulled the heart to weep. With shadows as friends, And no love to mend,
By Dabasish Palabout a year ago in Poets
Loss of a Loved One
There once was a heart torn in two, By a loss that the soul deeply knew. Though the tears often fall, Fond memories still call,
By Dabasish Palabout a year ago in Poets