Poetry

Failure is truly an art. Nearly every famed individuals today have had to navigate through failure and its obstacles. Henry Ford, for instance, had built his first car

As William Wordsworth rightly said in his preface to ‘Lyrical Ballads‘, “Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollected in tranquillity”.

We might have heard the term “Reading Renaissance” many times before. I for one has heard it a lot. Renaissance is a French word meaning ‘rebirth’ so literally

It’s been quite some time since the last post on this website. So I figured what better moment than the winter break to post my first poem of

Shadow The black figures that linger around us, In the morning you just seem to grow, Until the noon when you grow smaller, As the day goes only

Today is celebrated as Father’s Day. I lovingly call my father Dadda. Dadda and me share many similar hobbies. We both are cricket enthusiasts. No matter how exhausted

The Stranger at My Door A gloomy day, More like night to me As strange as the rainy day, I heard a stranger at the door say, Open

The Wet Season The monsoons knock my doors, Cooling off the heated earth, Sweeping away the hot summers, Oh you! Monsoon, I hate you the most.