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WAS THAT VERY FOOLISH OF ME ? – VIDUSHI TRIPATHI

Yes, I remember Drowning in the ocean of memories; you left I remember Myself screaming for help I remember My lungs trying to find some air, I know didn't help me But knew I was there. I...

THE ODD THALASSOPHILE – THASHWIN

It all started when he saw her gleam, when she was hit by his dazzling beam. To him she was something more than a dream. Every dawn he used to come, just to see her...

DEPTH OF AN OCEAN – INDRANI MAJUMDAR

And when i see the horizon melt with the sunset, I dream of the drowning dusk in the ocean crest, I wonder what prevails in the ebony of the ocean and...

Unheard Chronicles

Dawn of words, varanasi community of ddkablog, brings to you a noon to be remembered. We are organising an open mic event in Varanasi. It will be a platform...

SHE LOST HER BEST FRIEND

“Take my head phones... I will play a song and you must hear” He said to her And with every passing day they became best friends from friends, after all...

HUSTLE

Life is a journey, a test of strength, mental, physical and spiritual in essence. It's a game of limits and the powers beyond, the hustle of life is greater than all. Sky is...