These poems are written under the mentorship of Sneha Goel, the best English teacher in Guwahati. Shades of Papa You wake up as a night owl and sleep like an early bird. Although 4 is not a time to growl, you’re ready in the kitchen undeterred. I love my tiffin and breakfast that you …
Once upon a time, Roni and his five friends joined a new college named DPC, Delhi Public College as a murder of a boy had happened in their college, College for Boys. While the investigation was still on, the college was sealed by the police. On the first day of the college, they were roaming …
It was a dark room. A normal person could barely live in it. No one ever heard the noise of television nor did the rattling of utensils; only God knew what Rex did in that room. Rex was the one who felt normal in that room. He lived alone in that black hole with one …
Riya was seventeen years old. She loved to click photos of animals and nature, but now she wanted to visit the place where no one dared to go. She didn’t want to go alone so she called up her few friends and asked them to come along. Without asking further questions two of them agreed, …
It was a frosty morning in December. The two twelve-year-old best friends, Rohan and Manav, were very excited to see the long-awaited snow. They both loved playing outside with each other. Even though they both were the best of friends they were the complete opposite. Rohan was very cautious and careful while Manav was unmindful, …
Somewhere in the city of Seoul, lived Mrs. Kim, she was a poor lady living with her beautiful daughter who was as loyal and kind as a dog or a cat. “You can come outside now!” shouted Mrs. Kim at her daughter Chae to come outside and see the gift she bought for her. When …
The room was dark black as I dodged a bullet while running away, my black-blue dyed hair flying in the air and my green eyes fixed on the car. It took me 2 hours to reach headquarters again. “You have a new mission to complete agent Jule,” my boss said. “After all you are one …
In the mystical realm of Amsterdam, where magic flowed through every living thing, there lived a young boy named Nick. Unlike others in his village, Nick had no magical abilities but he was brave and courageous. He yearned to be a part of the enchanting world that surrounded him, but he felt like an outsider, …
Acrostic-Peace People! People! Dying for a land piece Eager to know why it is Across the border Crying and starving children Earth a hell, searching for peace I once invested with huge hope in Stock Market That is what I totally love to target I thought it was profit But it was non-profit Next morning …
Poverty Poor’s abstract noun it is, Can you guess what it is? You are right, it is poverty, They don’t have any property. Most found in Burundi, Here, poverty is primary. It’s my guarantee, They don’t have royalty. The government should act reasonably, Poor people are treated terribly. But they speak honestly, So, please don’t …
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