Terror looms,peace busted In-spite of risk,they stand straight Salute army! “Loom” is the word of the day for the Tuesday. Terror hovering on our country, creating restlessness n the fleet of Army safeguards our country. Pic Credits: here
Source Evils, evils, evils everywhere. The Good comes out of evil and it persists if evil is […]
Too much of awareness & curiosity of public is crumbling the prevailing System; Let the people responsible do their work honestly to stabilize peace. This post is regarding the hue & cry for providing proof for surgical operations carried out by Indian Army on 29th Sep.2016. Musings of an Empty Mind By Ila Varma Oct. […]
Can we dream of a Day When terror n fear will be away Grenades stop getting counters Rather Flowers gets strewn in our way Bloods won’t be spilled Hue & Cry will stop to beckon Mothers, Sisters, Brothers, Wives Won’t struggle or worry In stress They might lose their near & dear We will […]
here Twilight converged Creating a prism of hues Night melted. The sound of grenades Broke the peace of […]
here Wishes are many dark n deep It’s all […]
Published in Praxis Magazine Online is pleased to present “Peace Poem, 2016″ The World is on Spin Booting with the tough cycles Ticking to disasters Trimming the blessings of nature Life cringing in despair Hatred has entered our lives Making it hopeless for all the life Chipping in selfishness and bribe. Let us lift the veil […]
I have the memories of my childhood and the whole long list of wishful thinking that the people of the 70’s and 80’s had had for the future and cherished to see their wishes realize in near future. The list goes as under: A day will dawn when there won’t be discrimination of gender […]
Peace and war are very far Yet they entwine at par At one pace there can’t be both Leave war adopt peace take oath To make the world serene and humanity roar. © Ila Varma 29-07-2016 #PoetsForPeace Published in Praxis Magazine Online is pleased to present “Peace Poem, 2016″ Written for MINDANDLIFEMATTERS
We met after ages, lunged to embrace him, his bullets pierced me and I could gaze a sly smile on his face. © Ila Varma 19-07-2016 Written for One Liner Wednesday