Two Hindi poems. First one depicts that there is no sleep when you are in love, especially when your lover is not with you. Second poem states love for our country and no body can do any harm to my country.
The farmer was down in the field and Mr. Jumble yelled out his thanks. Then he went home. He gave his wife the sugarcane and with a contented sigh, went right back to sleep in his comfy arm chair.
But at that time Pranjal was acutely worried of the plan of his partner to kill him. It was very important that he should take some action to save himself. But who would believe him?
The yellow sunlight pricked my eyes; I gingerly walked up to the window and closed it. A few rays still stole their way through the crevices of the wooden frame into the dark room.
Suddenly he saw a woman wearing white saree near the well which was located just in the middle of the farm. She was not wet though there was heavy rain.
What I saw sent shivers down my bloodstream. An ‘alien’ meaning an extra-terrestrial personage ( like the one seen in Spielberg’s film) was eating fruits
Hardly anything out of the mentioned was my contribution. Two weeks were too less time to achieve this degree of messiness. It was him, all him;
This Hindi poem highlights the teenage love of the poetess,which she dreamed after so many years long and in which she realized the infatuation of Her towards that particular guy.
Tiny fingers. An open mouth. Long eyelashes. Pea pod like toes, that tickle me all night. I am what I am, only when I am with you. We color walls and make up instant stories
I lie in bed at night staring at the ceiling feeling only fear, sleeplessness and the weight of my tired eyes. I have tried several different ways to fall asleep, including, sleeping pills and relaxing sounds