Poetry

Wolf howling at moon

Who’s afraid of the big bad wolf?Not me, no way, no sir.Because I am his and he is mine.For I am his soulmate. Who’s afraid of the big bad wolf?Are ...

Fiction

Flamingo in the water
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The Island FlamingoThe Island Flamingo: Chapter 1 The Island Flamingo: Chapter 2 The Island Flamingo: Chapter 3 The Island Flamingo: Chapter 4 The Island Flamingo: Chapter ...

Nonfiction

Tall sugarcane fields

It is getting close to the end of our summer vacation. Daddy works in remote villages. We will be accompanying him to the Rohtak area for a few days. Mummy ...

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  • Tall sugarcane fields
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    It is getting close to the end of our summer vacation. Daddy works in remote villages. We will be accompanying him to the Rohtak area for a few days. Mummy warns us we will stay in a rest-house with no electricity or running water in the middle of nowhere. We are not discouraged-it does not ...
  • woman laying in bed with pillow over head
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    A week ago, I was deathly ill. At least that’s how it felt. I was feverish, my throat ached, and my body was weak from fighting the disease. My blankets were wrapped around me, trapping my limbs like a fuzzy straight jacket. In those moments, when I was most vulnerable, a realization struck me: I ...
  • The image depicts where a river mouth joins onto the sea.
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    Thirsting for freedomThe frantic raindropsFell, right in front of me! Slapping the arid groundFilling the gasping cracksZigzagging their wayDown the sandy creek bedBubbling into the welcoming riverAnd merrily streaming out to sea Now, the raindrops are freeThat was the wildernessThis is their sea
  • Wolf howling at moon
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    Who’s afraid of the big bad wolf?Not me, no way, no sir.Because I am his and he is mine.For I am his soulmate. Who’s afraid of the big bad wolf?Are you such a delicate and fragile rose?You should be as heis a force to reckon with. He can swallow you wholewith a single gulp,without any ...
  • An image of a total solar eclipse with the corona flaring brightly
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    Ever reducing crescents Carved by a shadow of curiosity As we drift into the penumbra Unaccustomed to the luminosity, The brightly glowing ring, Feather strokes of light Surrounding a moon of darkness Outlined by the night. A flash of brilliant blue Followed by bright red, It’s as if a precious jewel Along the edge is ...
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