Sitting alone in an automat I let my mind wander, The atmosphere was cold, and I could see some people squander...

Yes, I am a Woman! And I am not ashamed of being that. I am proud of who I am and no one can ever drag me down!

Cold is not a weather....its an emotion. When everyone isolates you and you are left alone to suffer...its ice cold.

This time, let us ponder over some of these 'rules' and 'labels' made by our patriarchal society.

"Be kind, for it might change the world of someone." A poem for those who has been strong all their lives while being supportive to others.

A story of someone whom no one gave a chance to explain, someone who was named the culprit. Read his story, how he was the victim insead.

These days people are so involved into their busy schedules and flashy lives that they are lost in time. Here is a poem representing life.