About this Anthology Welcome to “Wobbled Thoughts” a poetry anthology created by the Scribblers’ Voice Writing Community. This compilation combines the vivid ideas and distinct voices of 30 great writers. Each poetry demonstrates the power of language, encapsulating the essence of human feelings and experiences. From whispers of love to the roar of personal accomplishments, this anthology takes you on a trip across the many landscapes of the human heart. We hope these poems speak to you, providing both peace and inspiration. Thank you for joining us in this celebration of poetry.
Contents 1. Troubled Writers - Nazia Tabasum 2. Kitaab - Nazima 3. Mirror - Kanchan Miskin 4. The Boy She Loves - Gloria Seji 5. Life - B. Raj Kumar 6. Radha Krushn - Rixit Midha 7. Bubbles With Love - Sneha Subramanian 8. My Motherhood - Amarpreet Budhiraja 9. Me And My Writings - Sameer Bhatia 10.Shine Brighter - Lydia 11. Meri Maa - Huma Ansari 12. Ezhuthukkal - Oviya Manickam 13. Saare Rooth Gaye - Dr. Saloni Chawla 14. The Truth - Ashna Taneja 15. My Cheerleader, My Friend - Hetvi. S. Patel 16. Waiting At Troy - Amreen Fathima 17. JaWanI - Srpandey 18. Kora Kagaj - Piyush Goel 19. I Want To Love You Again - Vipin V Kamble 20. Tho Kya? - Dr. Andalib Zahera 21. Hia And Her - Dev 22. Flannels of Elegance - Riddhima Sen 23. Justice - Pavitra Srinivasan 24. I am His, He is Mine - Sachitha 25. Pains to Gains - Deepika S 26. Ek Prem Katha, Sri Krushn Ki - Palkin Khanna 27. Misfit - Aviyush Sodhi 28. The Gracious King - Kadambari Gupta 29. Roles of a Woman - Asma Farheen A 30. The Beauty of Kashmir - Noori Qureshi
Nazia Tabasum A, published author of four books and co-author of 15+ anthologies is experienced in creative and content writing. Founder of Scribblers’ Voice Writing Community of 180+ writers. Her literary works are published in various national and global writing platforms. She has contributed several articles in Thrive Global Community being a guest author. To know more about the author, visit, https://scribbleryter.com Nazia Tabasum A
There are certain problems that only writers shall know They suffer from the flooded thoughts that falls like a snow Others may judge that they are the most silent, Not knowing the storms inside their heads which are too violent They excel in writing, when their emotions ar at peak, The struggle with the writer’s blocks makes them feel weak Sometimes thinking about the contents to write, They lose their sleep Finally crossing all these troubles, their words come out deep. Troubled Writers
Nazima “उस काग़ज़ की वस़्फ ही क्या, जिस पर क़लम ना चले! फिर नज़रें देखे तो क्या देखे... गुज़रे ज़माने या आने वाला वक्त!!” इन चार पंक्तियों से अपने लिखने के हुनर का आगाज़ करती मैं “नाज़िमा” एक लेखिका, कवियत्री के रूप में अपनी पहचान बनाने की कोशिश में ख़ुद को तराश रही हूं, इस उम्मीद के साथ की अपने इस हुनर को एक सही मकाम तक एक दिन ज़रूर ले कर जाना है और अपनी अदनी सी पहचान को एक बड़ा नाम दे दिखलाना है। मैं झीलों की नगरी उदयपुर (राजस्थान) की रहने वाली एक साधारण सी पहचान जो बचपन से अपने दिल को ही अपनी प्रेरणा मानती आई है। दिल में आते ख़यालों को शब्दों के धागों में कुछ इस तरह पिरो देती हूंँ कि पढ़ने वाले की आंँखों में उसकी ख़ूबसूरती की चमक दिखाई दे जाए तो मेरा लिखना सफ़ल। मैं अब तक अपनी लिखित कविताओं की दो किताबें प्रकाशित कर चुकी हूंँ जिनके नाम “सबकी कहानी लफ़्ज़ों की ज़ुबानी” और “सफ़र” लोगों के एहसास और जज़्बात को ध्यान में रख अपने ख़यालों को अपने अंदाज़ से तोड़ जोड़ कर लिख देती हूंँ और उनकी तारीफ़ में अपनी खुशियांँ बटोर लेती हूंँ। मैं अब तक बहुत सारे online writing contest में भाग ले चुकी हूं और 100 से ज़्यादा प्रतियोगिताओं को प्रथम स्थान से जीत चुकी हूं। मेरा उद्देश्य लोगों तक उनके ही एहसासों को अपने लिखे शब्दों द्वारा उन तक पहुंचना है, जो भी मेरे शब्दों को पढ़े तो उन्हें मेरे शब्द उनके ही मन की आवाज़ लगे। अगर ऐसा करने में मुझे थोड़ी बहुत भी सफ़लता प्राप्त होती है जो मेरा लिखना, मेरा उद्देश्य पूर्ण हो जायेगा।
सोचा था मैं एक क़िताब लिखूंगी, क़िताब में अपने सारे एहसासात लिखूंगी! लिखूंगी अपने दर्द और सुकून की दास्तान, लिखूंगी अपने ज़मीर की खोई पहचान!! कुछ ऐसा भी लिखूंगी जो सबके दिल में आती हो बात, लेकिन रह जाती हो वो कुछ शब्दों की मोहताज!! लिख डालूंगी सबकी कहानी अपनी ज़बानी, कह सुनाऊंगी अपने जज़्बात, अपने ख़्वाब!! कुछ बातें ऐसी लिखूंगी, दिल के राज़ अपने खोलूंगी, कुछ अल्फाज़ ऐसे लिखूंगी, सिर्फ लफ़्ज़ों से मैं बोलूंगी!! कुछ सवाल भी पूछूंगी अपनी क़िताब के पन्नों से, कुछ जवाब मांग अपना लिखा फिर अंत करूंगी!! कुछ उम्मीदों की आस रखूंगी, कुछ अहमियत लोगों की ख़ास रखूंगी, कुछ बातों को राज़ रखूंगी, कुछ पुराने कल को नया सा आज रखूंगी!! सोचा था मैं एक क़िताब लिखूंगी, क़िताब में अपने सारे अहसासात लिखूंगी!! क़िताब
Kanchan Miskin An academic professional turned full-time mother, passionate about art and creativity, got an opportunity to change her career and showcase her long hidden passion of writing stories. Being a mom made her to read out stories to her lovely kids, in a visualizing way which made the story more interesting to them. Not many stories were available to teach a child a moral, values of life to help to improve literacy and social skills. She started to spin a valid story around the characters and situations that came across while reading out to her kids. This lead the creation of her blog www.kidspassionshortstories. com and later her website www.readerspassionstories.com.
Mirror reflects my glow As I see, I grow What I dream No more scream A glass reflector Stood like a spectre Moving ahead Life in a homestead Into the future Forgetting the suture The beauty of my dreams Is to make them come true. Mirror
Gloriya Seji Gloriya Seji is a resident of chittorgarh, Rajasthan. She is a student of Microbiology , and a writer at heart. She gives her pen name “Silent Words” because she loves penning down her emotions and feelings, in poetic and story manner, both in English and Hindi. She has participated and compiled in numerous anthologies and also oozes out her thoughts and emotions through pen and paper. She has won many writing competition, her articles, stories and poems have been published in many pages too even she is on writing websites though. She writes what she thinks her as well as her readers souls.
The Boy I Love The boy she Love’s in Evening like ocean love. The boy she love’s With the man full of chaos When she saw him She feels goosebumps The boy how he loves her in evening with his fill intimacy and with his eternal love to her. The boy loves with his eternity in his own way The woman he loves may be Deep for him, The conversation we did in last week may be you’ll read That evening we spend most Our First kiss, And our Dark Room Ya The Step I love With my man When you come close near to me “I electrified” We had a deep falls in our time we spend. Anyways, All I need is “Us” Together Of Our Sign Time And nothing I want.... - Gloriyaseji The Boy She Loves
B Raj Kumar B Raj Kumar an electrical engineer by qualification has 35 years of work experience spanning various industries. He wants to pursue his passion of writing poetry and novels in English as his 2nd career.
I asked Life “ Who are you?” It replied “ Depends on, how you view”. I told life that daily there is nothing new, It smiled and said “ Be creative and renew”. I asked how do I not get bored ? It said “ Spread knowledge, do not hoard”. I asked “ Don’t I then lose my control?” It laughed loud saying “ That precisely is purpose of life as a whole”. I asked “ How do I stay alive every day?” It said “ Be physically fit, don’t stop learning anyway”. I asked Life “ Don’t you ever get tired ?” It said “ Place faith in God , don’t feel weird” B.Raj Kumar. Instagram ID: balasubramaniyan.rajkumar Life
Rixit Midha Rixit Midha is an author, chef, and a professional hotelier. He is having a good working experience of five star hotels like Taj, Leela, Oberoi's, Lalit, Hilton. He is having a keen interest in playing tennis, reciting poems and meeting new people. He lives and continues to cook non stop in Jaipur, Rajasthan, with his husky, Lucy. His poems has been published in daily newspaper 'Lucknow ka abhiman'. Also, he has been co-authored in many Anthologies. He is a learner by day and a poet by night. Follow him on Instagram: @rixitmidha8
“ राधा-कृष्ण “ गौ लोक से जाते वक़्त धरती लोक आते वक्त, एक वचन लिया अपने कृष्ण से नहीं खोलूंगी आंखे जब तक तुम्हे देख ना लूँ, राधे एक झलक देखने तिहारी, गोकुल छोड़ बरसना आए थे नंदबिहारी, पूतना की सवारी कर, तुम्हारे आंगन पहली बार आए थे कुंज बिहारी ।। जब इन्द्र देव ने बरसाया अपना कहर हुई वर्षा गोकुल में आठ पहर, फिर मुरलीधर ने भी अपनी बंसुरी का मधुर संगीत बजाया, जिसको सुना कर सारे बेचैन लोगो को, राहत का अहसास दिलाया, ले गए अपनी मधुर वाणी के साथ सबको गोवर्धन, फिर इस सांवरे माखनचोर ने ऐसा दृशय दिखाया, अपनी छोटी सी उंगली पर, पूरे गोवर्धन पर्वत को उठाया, सबको फिर हौसला दे, उस नंद लाला ने पूरी गोकुल को उसके नीचे बुलाया, सबको अपनी वीरता से बचाया, तभी तो इस मनमोहक ने पालनहार नाम कमाया ।। राधा कृष्ण की जोड़ी प्रेम का प्रतीक कहलाती थी एक धुन पर अपने कान्हा की वह दोड़ी चली आती थी, कृष्ण की बांसुरी की धुन ख़त्म होने से पहले उनके बंद नेत्रों के समक्ष प्रस्तुत हो जाती थी, राधा की यह अदा कन्हैया को बहुत भाती थी।। माखनचोर की नटखट अदाएं देखकर राधा मंद मंद मुस्काती थी, मिलने जाने से पहले, बिलोनी चला आपने हाथो से रात पहर भी मखान-मिश्री बनाती थी, वो भी अपनी राधा के लिए परिश्रम कर धान छांट, शकरकंदी का रस निकाल, गौ माता का दूध ले, वन में आकर अपनी राधे के लिए प्रेम के पात्र में खीर पकाते थे, अपना प्रेम, iअपनी राधा से एक खीर का पात्र दे जताते थे।। कान्हा ने गोपियों के संग रास रचाया, सोई हुई गोपियों को मुरलीधर ने, अपनी बांसुरी के मीठी धुन से उठाया आधी रात खुद वन में पहुंच, बंसी बजाकर कान्हा ने , गोपियों को वन में बुलाया उन संग प्रात: तक रास रचाया ऐसी थी नंदकिशोर की माया ।। सारी गोपियों को राधा के आने तक एक ही धुन पर नचाया, गोपियों को रास पर बुलाकर , ब्रजमोहन ने रास के लिए ही सताया, राधा के आते ही महारास रचाया, अपने प्रेम के तेज से पूरे वन को सजाया ।। राधा के आते ही महारास रचाया, महारास का आयोजन देख सभी देवी-देवता को बहुत आंनद आया, राधा-कृष्ण का यह अदभुत मिलन देख, सभी ने खुद को मोहित सा पाया, उनकी इस प्रेम-गाथा को सभी ने जन्मांतर तक दिलों में बसाया।। कातिल शायर राधा-कृष्ण
Sneha Subramanian is a Designer who has begun her journey in writing on the other hand. Even though she might not have any success stories to share yet, she has so many thoughts and ideas she wants to share to the world as a writer. This anthology sure is a steeping stone in the journey of Sneha towards her dreams. Bubbles with Love is a poem to every soul that searches for love. It is to remind you in the gentlest way that what you are searching for, you are already carrying it with you. Igniting life into your soul every second, your heart holds more than you can ever imagine. Sneha Subramanian
Like the bubbles in the air Gliding and floating everywhere Landing on souls ever so gently Happiness, gone the instant you pop it There’s always more where it comes from Not something you can contain in a jar When true love reflects in your heart You will find beauty in just watching them float from afar. Happiness and love spreads from an open heart, It allows, receives and shares. Bubbles with Love
Amarpreet Budhiraja Amarpreet alias Asha here who is teacher by profession and writer by passion and choice. She hails from Raniganj, West Bengal Writer of two books ‘Hope-Eternal Love’ available in Flipkart, Amazon, Notion Press and e-book ‘Hope gives us new Asha’ available at Amazon, Googlebook, and Playbook. Co-author of anthology ‘Women’, ‘Ma se bharkar kon’, ‘ Stanza e- magazine etc. Content writer of Ngo Udeek.....ek aas and member of Ngo National Human Social Foundation.She always craves for learning and knowledge. She loves to pen down her feelings, emotions, thoughts etc in Gurmukhi, Hinglish and English. She also participates in few writing communities and adds many winning certificates to her crown. Presently bed ridden since past 4 years.
My Motherhood My motherhood! What to say about it? Its like having so many children around you, yet not they are yours. They call me ‘Ma, Mother, Mumma along with my designation of Ma’am’ because I am their teacher , Guru first in the form of their ‘mother’. They wait for my one look when they enter the school because I am their second mother hereafter they have left behind their first mother and came to have me. They make me feel important and give me the feeling of mother which I yearn for me to be. They fulfill my desire of being a mother which they all can understand not any particular he or she. They make me love them through their love of them as my own child. They only remind me repeatedly that I am their mother why not I should consider myself as what I can be. I am a mother apart from their preacher and guide and educationist and what else can be. They love me for more of my motherhood behaviour and care which they compare it from the love at home and with me. They are my weakness as I am their mother which they never let me forget as what motherhood is their within me. They observe my silent and adorable looks towards them and admiration of Innocence towards them and whatever comes out from me. They feel motherly touch from me and admire my blessings for one and all whoever approaches me. They make me a mother though I am not and can’t be in this birth . They enrich my motherhood more and more as time passes by, I am also used to their love and care which I can get ite from no one other than them . My motherhood! My motherhood , Is fulfilled by my students who make me feel that they are my children and I am their ‘ Maa, Mother , Mumma,..... and thats only ‘ME’. My Motherhood
Sameer Bhatia Sameer Bhatia is a multi-talented and multi-genre artist and musician. Sameer is a writer, a poet, a painter, a songwriter, a music editor and composer, and, of course, a teacher. His poems have spectrum of human emotions. Numerous independent organisations and writing communities have recognised his talent and awarded him with honours and awards. He recently created a world record for writing the maximum number of quotes (150 quotes) in 24 hours, which included 80 Hindi quotes and 70 English quotes. Along with this, he also received the Glorious Indian Awards and Bankim Samman 2023.
Don’t ask me the price of wheat and flour. I only know the value of words to express and empower. Who am I? Trust me, I’m a poet Don’t stop, let me flow. Let me speak my heart, whether high or low. There’s an emotion buried deep inside my heart Being inside of me, we have never been apart. To rhyme or not to rhyme is not the only question I write whatever my heart gives me suggestion. The expressions that I write come with my emotions My thoughts vary from tiny dew drops to oceans Be it happiness, be it sorrow, or it may be a sullen affection. Poetry allows me in expressing my feeling and connection. When tough gets going and going gets tough, I connect with myself to empower my soul. Then pen holds my hand, gives place to words, and accompanies me towards my goal My pen write poetries of human values and ethics, Embracing myself and writing good aesthetics. My poems can touch any heart and soul Only if I allow my heartfelt thoughts to roll My poems can display emotion, passion, love, grief ; everything that is true human, Whether reality or imaginative, it touches the heart of others in conclusion. My thoughts make people fill their hearts with joy and blessings, Any quality that leads to greatness comes in my writings. My pen and my thoughts are friends; oh what a coincidence I embark my writing journey recollecting my enormous experience. My ideas are bathed with creativity, As I possess an artistic expression. My thoughts lead to determination, Which ultimately becomes my obsession. The poet version of myself is within, which I’m extracting time and again My thoughts keep visiting my mind and comes out like showers of rain My pen and my thoughts always give me wonderful feeling, We both are nothing without each other; me and my writing Me And My Writings
Lydia This is Lydia from Neyveli, Tamilnadu. She is an engineering graduate, a budding writer, an English jury for national-level publications, and a Junior Executive by profession at Hindawi Publishing Corporation. She is so fond of arts and music which gives a figure to her imaginary world. When she’s not writing, she can be found wandering through nature.
Hey warrior, look up at the stars, Wasn’t that remind you of your wars? Surrounded with deep darkness, But still conquering the darkness. At times star might fall to grant wishes, Yet you are the galaxy that none could hold. When life dumps you down, Look back at your scars And remind yourself that you’re still Shining like a Star! As the star shines for you, Sparkle and shine for the people around you. Be like the admiring stars, That decorates the night sky. Stop chasing the stars And be your own Star! Shine Brighter!
Huma Ansari लेखिका का संक्षिप्त परिचय- लेखिका हुमा अंसारी , उत्तर प्रदेश के लखनऊ शहर से ताल्लुक रखती हैं। एहसासों से भरी हुई हैं ये। इनको लिखने का बेहद शौक है। इन्होने अपने अंदाज़ में आठ किताबें लिखीं , जिनके नाम हैं - एहसास ए ज़िंदगी , वालिदैन, चाहत का नज़राना, दर्दे दिल की सदा, इबादत , इट्स मी , जीने के अंदाज़, मरासिम इन्होने कई एंथोलॉजी में भी भाग लिया है। ये कवियों का अध्यात्म इंटरनेशनल आन लाइन राइटिंग कम्युनिटी में हिंदी विभाग प्रमुख के पद पर कार्यरत हैं। कम्युनिटी की ओर से इन्हें “बेस्ट राइटर २०२१- २०२२ , ऑफ का कम्युनिटी,” बेस्ट हेड ऑफ द डिपार्टमेंट २०२२-२०२३, सप्ताह का सितारा स्पेशल अवार्ड, से सम्मानित किया गया। यह ऑनलाइन लेखन प्रतियोगिता एवं ओपन माइक में भाग लेती रहती हैं और विजेता भी बनती रहती हैं। देखती हैं ये ज़िंदगी को बहुत ही बारीकी से, वाक़िफ हैं ये ज़िंदगी की हर एक अदा से । Instagram:huma5615 U tube : Inner voice #humawrites
मेरी मां तुम्हें देखकर मैं हर गम भूल जाती हूं तुम्हारे आंचल में मैं सुकून पातीं हूं! जब तुम मुझे प्यार से समझाती हो, ऐसा लगता है मैं ख़ुदा से बातें करती हूं । तुम्हे देखकर खुश, मैं खुश हो जाती हूं, जब तुम मुस्कुराती हो, मैं दिल से हंसती हूं। तुम्हारी दुआओं से ही है आबाद मेरा जहां, मेरी मां, मैं तुम्हारे बिना खुद को अधूरा पाती हूं। तुम्हे देखकर मैं जीती हूं , हमेशा तेरे साथ ही रहना चाहती हूं । जो तुम्हारे पैरों में जन्नत है, उन पर मैं फना होना चाहती हूं। मेरी मां
Oviya Manickam I am OviyaManickam. I have completed Bsc.chemistry. Love to write poems..i did write some poems in tamil anthologies.
பல வண்ணங்களினால் நிரம்பிய எழுத்துக்கள் யாவும் மனதினால் பேசப்பட்டவையே..! அழகினை வர்ணித்து கவிப்படைத்திட..! நடந்ததையும், நடக்காததை கற்பனையாகவும் கதை எழுதிட..! வரலாறுகளை புத்தகமாகப் படைத்திட..! கடிதங்களால் உணர்வுகளைப் பரிமாறிட..! எழுத்துக்களை எழுதிய கைவிரல்கள் கைப்பேசியில் தட்டச்சு செய்துக் கொண்டிருக்கிறது இன்று..! கைப்பேசியில் எழுதிடாது காகித்தத்தில் எழுதிடுங்கள் எழுத்துக்கள் அழகாகும்..! எழுத்துக்கள்
Dr. Saloni Chawla डॉक्टर सलोनी चावला, पेशे से एक पोषण वैज्ञानिक और खाद्य विशेषज्ञ हैं। साथ ही वह एक कवयित्री, शायरा, गज़ल लेखिका, गीत लेखिका, संगीतकार और गायिका हैं। उनके कई प्रकाशन हैं, रेडियो स्टेशनों पर कई प्रसारण हैं, अनेक पुरस्कार तथा लाइव शो हैं। उनकी कविताओं के 2 यूट्यूब चैनल हैं और 4 एकल पुस्तकें प्रकाशित हैं।
स्वर, सरगम और गीत मुझसे रूठ गए, जान से प्यारे मीत सारे रूठ गए। एहसास भी है आवाज़ भी है, कोई धुन भी है और साज़ भी है। संगीत ॠतु गई बीत, सारे रूठ गए, जान से प्यारे मीत मुझसे रूठ गए। मेरी धड़कन की कोई ताल नहीं, जैसे तरुवर पर डाल नहीं। पतझड़ को लाया शीत, पत्ते रूठ गए, जान से प्यारे मीत मुझसे रूठ गए। होठों पर सुरों की धार सदा, हाथों में साज़-ए-तार सदा। यह बंधन हुआ अतीत, सारे रूठ गए, जान से प्यारे मीत मुझसे रूठ गए। बिन स्वर जीवन यह बंजर है, इमारत दिल की खंजर है। मेरी प्रतिभा है भयभीत, सारे रूठ गए, जान से प्यारे मीत मुझसे रूठ गए। स्वर, सरगम और गीत मुझसे रूठ गए, जान से प्यारे मीत सारेरूठ गए “सारे रूठ गए”
Referred to as “Lil wonder” by Hindustan Times, Ashna Taneja seeks to explore the field of English Literature. She is extremely keen on all sorts of novels and dreams of writing her own very soon. She won the Global Essay Writing competition and secured first rank in International English Olympiad. Ashna Taneja
I had once been a lover A lover of passion and grace On stormy nights, dark and deep And beautiful mornings to embrace But on flames my heart was set The flames of lies and deceit It singed and burnt to ashes Yet you could see them bleed The soul it was Of the heart, killed Deeply wounded and broken Of the dreams it had built But the world, a masquerade My infancy could not see It hunts now for the ultimate truth That would set me free... The Truth
Hetvi S. Patel is a student who has earned multiple World Records on her name. She is the author of best selling book ‘Shraddha-A Beautiful Blessing’ which is dedicated to her friend-cum-sister Shraddha Sukhadeve. She has received Lifetime Achievement Award by Mr. LOGO Pvt. Ltd. She has also received National Pride Award by Ministry of Corporate Affairs, India. She has written 6 books till now and has compiled 6 anthology so far. Being a co-author of 120+ anthologies, she dedicates her journey of writing to Dr. Mrs. Shanoor K. Mirza who is a mentor and an inspiration to her. Her biggest supporters have been her mother- Pinal Patel, her father- Sanjay Patel, her brother- Jeet Patel, her friends, and her family. Hetvi S. Patel
Going back to the time, When I hardly used to rhyme. With the hurdles of this universe, Conditioning me to be adverse. I accept that some phases can be tough, Path towards the decided goal might seem rough. You will often need someone to take stand for you, In the world of showoff; real ones are very few. To handle me I have got a friend, Who is going to be there for me till the end. There’s no pause to the words for her I shall always be having, In my locked doors of hope she made an opening. Even the saddest person will be happier if she is around, Even the most cruel one will learn to spread kindness when she is around. Even the most self-centred person will learn to help others when she is near, Even the most impression-marking person will believe in expressions when she is near. One should always have a selfless companion, Someone who is precious and is one-in-a-million. A person who doesn’t look for self-profit when you need courage, A cheerleader who roots for you when you are performing on the stage. My captain; my powerbank; my strength; ny supporter, My partner; my backbone; my strong girl; my caretaker Touchwood to my precious friend who takes my happiness to cloud nine, I really hope that every individual in the world gets someone a little similar like I’ve got mine! My Cheerleader, My Friend!
Amreen Fathima Born and brought up in a small city of Udaipur, she did her schooling from The Study, bachelor's degree from Mohan Lal Sukhadia University, MBA from Sikkim Manipal University, MA in English Literaturefrom MLSU and B.Ed from SinghaniaUniversity. She is a teacher by profession .She is always inclined towards writing and finds solace in penning her thoughts down. Amreen loves and appreciates art in all its forms, be it writing, drawing, painting, henna art, embroidery or sewing. She has her own YouTube channel and a Facebook page dedicated to her creativity, called Crazy Art and Ameenun Gallery, respectively. She has co-authored many anthologies and is the author of a story book "Stories of Greenshire."
Waiting at Troy Passing by a car Was a boy With a scar He seems so special Amidst poverty, A twinkling star, His smile, like a shining sun in solitary His untold words Speak stories in poetry I couldn’t resist looking at him Red orange green And a whim I turned my car steering Peeped through the rear glass Just to see a desert with no grass On the way to home My thoughts dwindle To make a rough epitome What was that feeling? Emotions kept playing on my heart string Sunsets and dawn appear My body lifted up with same gear Same routine with same route Days turned to weeks and Weeks turned to year And the day came When I encountered him again Same scar and clothes with same stain How come a person can’t change in a whole year? Hello! Oh dear. I called him loud He didn’t listen He went on I called him louder and stronger He turned back as a pure carbon stone. His sight has a fascination An unsaid catastrophe With hidden gratification As I headed towards him My body seems to lame rampantly My heart strings on their loudest beat My imbalanced hormones And my uncontrolled feet Soon I was standing very close to him Alone, with loads of people on a busy street Avalanche of questions to figure But my words weren’t able to reach him And I started to stutter An unknown knot, tied me to him There was a sudden whisper “Mother” Did he call me ‘Mother’? I was meeting him for the first time. How on Earth would I be his mother? The whisper got clearer and stronger. “Did you say something?” I inquired. His answer was a clear No Then...what did I hear? I was curious I wanted to hold his feet on fire He came closer and embraced me His little fingers on little hand Touched my body, enticing me I stood statue still Above the sky, below the land His touch spellbound me I could now hear his heart beat so clearly Something in him was in harmony with me My eye were involuntarily wet And so was my forehead with sweat I hugged him tightly Nearly squeezing him I went to a different realm completely Like a monk getting eternity Like a song reaching serenity Soon I realised the fact My soul got conscious Holding back myself, I didn’t react When I was waiting at Troy While staring at that boy
Srpandey I’m Srpandey, I have written one poetry book “An Individual” inside out. I’m born & brought up in Delhi. I like knowing about things which generally people ignore and i try to express them in words.Still in a process of learning. In Education I’m Btech in Civil. But deeply connected to art and it’s execution.
Khati mithi si khahani Ye JaWanI Pal me sab kuch khas Pal me herani Aankhon ne jani Badalti kahani Junban se baya na ki Or khayalon me hi bandh li Phir ki man ne manmani Khati mithi si khahani Ye JaWanI Dil ye behka bohot bar Bohot bar hai tuta bhi Phir na hoga ab esa Per phir kiya kuchh wesa hi Kabhi sfaid to Kabhi rangin Hai ye khati mithi si khanai jindgani Ishq ki rah me nikle the pyar dundhne Kabhi Mila pyar , to kabhi ankho me Pani hi Khati mithi si khahani Ye JaWanI Pal me sab kuch khas Pal me herani Socha tha kuchh alag Kuchh khas hogi jindagi Reh gai ban ke naukri me 9-7 ye jindagi Kabhi khamoshi, to kabhi shor Kabhi pyari, to kabhi humari Kabhi tufani , to kabhi shaitani Sabse milke banti hai Khati mithi si khahani Ye JaWanI ! JaWanI
Piyush Goel पीयूष गोयल दर्पण छवि के लेखक,पीयूष गोयल 1७ पुस्तकें दर्पण छवि में लिख चुके हैं,सबसे पहली पुस्तक( ग्रन्थ) “श्री भगवद्गीता”के सभी 18 अध्याय 700 श्लोक हिंदी व् इंग्लिश दोनों भाषाओं में लिखा हैं इसके अलावा पीयूष ने हरिवंश राय बच्चन जी द्वारा लिखित पुस्तक “मधुशाला”को सुई से लिखा हैं ,और ये दुनिया की पहली पुस्तक हैं जो सुई से व् दर्पण छवि में लिखी गई हैं इसके बाद रबीन्द्रनाथ टैगोर जी की पुस्तक “गीतांजलि”( जिसके लिए रबीन्द्रनाथ टैगोर जी को सन 1913 में साहित्य का नोबेल पुरस्कार मिला था) को मेहंदी कोन से लिखा हैं. पीयूष ने विष्णु शर्मा जी की पुस्तक “पंचतंत्र”को कार्बन पेपर से लिखा .अटल जी की पुस्तक “मेरी इक्यावन कवितायेँ”को मैजिक शीट पर लकड़ी के पैन से लिखा और अपनी लिखित पुस्तक “पीयूष वाणी” को फैब्रिक कोन लाइनर से लिखा हैं सं 2003 से 2022 तक 17 पुस्तके लिख चुके हैं. दस पुस्तकें प्रकाशित हो चुकी हैं. AWARDS1.Limca Book or Records(2Times). 2.World Record( World Record Association). For writing World First Hand Write Needle book Madhushala 3.Dr.Sarvepalli Radhakrishnan Award-2021. 4.इंडियन बैस्टीज़ अवार्ड- 2021. 5.Fanatixx Spectrum Award. 6.Criticspace Literary Award-2022. 7.Guest of Honour-Tittle (Best Entrepreneur of the Year Award-2022) 8.हिन्द शिरोमणि सम्मान-2023. 9.कबीर कोहिनूर सम्मान-2023.
मैं एक कोरा कागज किसी के आँगन का, यूँ ही फेंक दिया जाता हूँ सड़क पर, सड़ने के लिए उड़ने के लिए उठा ले जाएगा बेच देगा किसी कबाड़ी को, अपना पेट भरने के लिए जो यूँ की डाल देगा सड़े गले ढेरों में, बेच देगा किसी और बड़े कबाड़ी को अपना पेट भरने के लिए। जाने कब तक यूँ ही बिकता रहूँगा सड़ता रहूँगा सड़ी पोलिथीन पन्नियो के साथ, जो आसानी से गलती भी नहीं। आख़िर वो दिन कब आएगा जब चिपका दिया जाउँगा विश्व प्रसिद्ध किताब में, और युगों युगों तक पढ़ा जाऊँगा। कोरा कागज
Vipin V. Kamble Her name is Vipin V. Kamble. She has been writing for more than 20 years for academic projects. She is an Environmental Sustainability Professional by profession. She comes from Mumbai. She writes Poems/ Quotes and Short stories. She is a co-author of more than 70 Anthologies. She has compiled a book “Love Relationship”. She is the Author of solo book “Unprecedented Voice”, it’s available on Amazon. She has been awarded as Best Poetry Writer of the year 2022, organised by the Publication Council of India, She was awarded Best Budding Writer 2022-2023 by The Literary Clan Awards. She is the Founder of “Poetic Essence Publications”. She writes about Love, Life, Social Issues and observations/experience from daily life.
I want to Love you again. Allow me to Love you again. Love is knocking at the door again. From strangers to primary talks. From friends to Best friends. Things are changing again. Fireflies are enlightening the dark sky. Moonlite is shining around the clouds. Serene Wind is scribbling your name on the skin. Love is tuning with rain. Spring is blooming again. It is happening again. I am falling in Love again. I am in thoughts day and night again. Willing to hold your hand and walk again. All day I am calling your name. It’s getting reciprocation again. I am not hiding. I am not pretending. I am declaring to all. Yes, I am in falling in Love with you again. I Want To Love You Again
Dr. Andalib Zahera डॉ अंदलीब ज़हेरा पेशे से शिक्षक हैं और पिछले 22 सालों से शिक्षा के क्षेत्र में सक्रिय हैं। इन्होंने जीव विज्ञान के एंटोमोलॉजी से पी एच डी की डिग्री हासिल की है। एक संवेदनशील और भावुक इंसान होने के नाते और समाज के प्रति जागरूक, संवेदनशील और समर्पित होने के कारण इनके द्वारा लिखी कहानियां सामाजिक समस्याओं से प्रेरित रहती हैं। शिक्षा और बच्चों से जुडी समस्याओं पर वो विशेष कर लिखतीं हैं। वह हर प्रतियोगिता में उत्सुकता से भाग लेती है । प्रतिलिपि और स्टोरीमिरर पर हमेशा सक्रिय रहती हैं। इस वर्ष IPN Award for Mental Health and Well-being Educator of the Year 2023 से इनको सम्मानित किया गया। मन की शांति और सकारात्मक ऊर्जा की प्राप्ति के लिए वे अपने ख़ाली समय को लिखने, पढ़ने और पेंटिंग करने में व्यतीत करती हैं। बच्चों की काउंसलिंग करने में इनकी विशेष रुचि है। इन्हें स्टोरी मिरर पर ऑथर ऑफ द ईयर 2021 और 2022 में नामित किया गया। इनकी कहानी मरम्मत जरूरी है, कस्तूरी और Together Towards Tomorrow 2022 में स्टोरीमिरर द्वारा प्रकाशित पुस्तक, कुछ कहानियां मन की, Word of Scent में संग्रहित है। इनकी लगभग 20 से अधिक एंथोलॉजी में भागीदारी रही है।
आंखों में लाख बड़े ख्वाब सजाए हुए हों तो क्या हौंसले अगर बुलंद ना हुए तो उनकी ताबीर कहां ? ऊंचाइयों तक जा पहुंचने की चाहत ही है तो क्या मन में लगन और जोश नही तो कामयाबी कहां? नाइंसाफीयों से जूझने की कसमें खाई तो क्या लड़ने की हिम्मत न दिखाई तो फिर इंसाफ कहां? इरादे फौलाद से मजबूत और बुलंद हुए भी तो क्या अगर रास्ते बिना सिम्त हुए तो फिर मंज़िल कहां? सुख दुख बांटने के फलसफे खूब बयां हुए तो क्या किसी रोते हुए के आंसू न पोंछे तो इंसानियत कहां? जीने के लिए इंसानियत का सबक पढ़ा तो क्या ए इंसान तुम ज़िंदा तो हो मगर ज़िंदगी कहां? आसमान से आगे पहुंच बुलंदी का दावा तो किया ए बंदे! तू बुलंद तो हुआ मगर रब्ब से बंदगी कहां? तो क्या?
Dev He is a budding writer with an aim to heal and support the maximum entity he can. He desires to reach new heights in this field. The words used by him are the other’s story known to him or his feelings that come from his heart. He writes with an enormous mixture of emotion and tries to express it in the best possible way he can. He wants to teach everyone to learn life lessons without getting hurt. He is a published writer by profession.
His and Her! His condition was like a sinking ship, And she was the last one to standing with him. Her condition was like a drawning boat, And he was holding her hand tight. Some bonds are beyond this materalistic world, They are with each other not physically but by heart. They see all the ups and downs of each other, They see when they were as high as sky, And they also see when they are as low as buried deep inside ground. Suppoting at their low phases, And backing when they reach what they dreamt of, Some bonds are eternal, they don’t depend upon regular talks. ©Dev IG :- dev120_8 His and Her!
Riddhima Sen Her name is Riddhima Sen. Currently, she is studying at Jadavpur University, Kolkata. She is an author, and has self published ten books so far and has participated in 23 anthologies. She hosts events as well.
Flannels of elegance Vibrant hues, Glittering through the abyss of darkness; Like an insignia of human will Which emerges victorious at the end of a tedious and bloody battle, Bathed in blood, red and radiant, Will finally shine in the violet horizon, painted with a thousand shades Flannels of elegance, Painted in mountain blue and silver Celebrate the victor’s song. Flannels of elegance
BIO Pavithra Srinivasan
Always injustice wins at start. It may makes us feel sad and makes the injustice one, the happiest. But nothing is permanent, injustice won't win always and justice won't lose always. Though injustice wins first, at last injustice eats the sand by falling face to face to mud. And justice wins gradually. Justice
Sachitha A young writer from Ooty persuing bachelor’s degree in Chemistry. Loves to express feelings in the form of poetries.