Another Reddit find

Found this poem on Reddit and absolutely fell in love with the words

“Did you want to see me broken?Bowed head and lowered eyes?Shoulders falling down like teardrops.Weakened by my soulful cries. “

An elegy written for his best friend Arthur Henry Hallam who died of a brain Haemorrhage at the age of 22, the poet never recovered from the loss. He immortalised the latter in his verse In Memoriam. Arthur was also engaged to Tennyson’s sister, Emilia Tennyson

“I hold it true, whate'er befall;I feel it, when I sorrow most;'Tis better to have loved and lostThan never to have loved at all.”-Lord Tennyson ‘In Memoriam’ And with this, we have reached the conclusion of Tuck Shop. While opinions may differ, some may love it while others may not. Endings are always bittersweet; perhaps that's why we dread to pa…

“...For everything that’s lovely is But a brief, dreamy, kind delight. O never give the heart outright, For they, for all smooth lips can say, Have given their hearts up to the play. ...”

They say that Indifference is the key, but I do not know how to sit in silence without love, For I’ll always be … the more loving one.,

"The Tyger" is a poem written by William Blake, published as part of his collection "Songs of Experience" in 1794. The poem consists of six quatrains, and it explores the themes of creation, destruction, and the duality of nature.

Written and Narrated by Sonia Thapa. Sound edit- Pankaj Shastri. Art by Negacy Angom. Concept part 1 by Donny Lama

I measure every Grief I meet by Emily Dickinson

Art by Lourdes Saraiva @pinterest

Happy Halloween!

A strange story to stir your grey matter into black. Thank you Pankaj for the sound mixing

I'll be a bad writer,If my wordsDo not resonate or ring inside your head.Don't like me,A bad writer.But love me,I do not mind if you hate.

Kehi kura Kani- Thank you @PankajShastri for the mix

“I have found both freedom and safety in my madness; the freedom of loneliness and the safety from being understood, for those who understand us enslave something in us.”― Kahlil Gibran, The Madman

Are there any mute dogs in this world? I like them but I am walking on thin ice here

The poem is a satirical work of Nissim Ezekiel about the Indianization of the English language on native tongue. The poet is an observer rather than a mocker, as he laughs in good humour at the usage of the colonised language which the native tongue has made its own.

Disclaimer: not an autobiography. Art by Negacy Angom. Sound edit- Pankaj Shastri. Concept part 1- Donny Lama

Invictus means unconquerable or undefeated in Latin was written in 1875 by William Ernest Henley.

By Kate Sarah . Why do you love the things you love? There are some things in life that has no purpose yet you love doing it anyway. Perhaps if you seek the purpose of Art it has no definite purpose but to be what it already is.

Turning Beyoncé songs into podcast

Dense in the head

It is not easy to forgive Ted Hughes. But the man suffered enough. I fell in with the crow anthology in college and here is one of his poems

I felt a Funeral, in my Brain,And Mourners to and froKept treading - treading - till it seemedThat Sense was breaking through -

1st audio I recorded in a single breath

Do not go gentle into that good night" is a poem in the form of a villanelle by Welsh poet Dylan Thomas

Happy Birthday John. You were a good boy

'Dulce et Decorum Est', bring to life the physical and mental trauma of combat. Owen's aim was to tell the truth about what he called 'the pity of War'.

And thus we sit together now,And all night long we have not stirred, And yet God has not said a word!

Because I am excessively sad today... and I think I fueled in my sadness to the poem

"As a child fat was the first word people used to describe me,which didn't offend me, until I found out it was supposed to."

The rise of Oligarchy tyranny in a modern age written and documented by the hands of socialist Jack London

“Funeral Blues” was written by the British poet W.H. Auden and first published in 1938. It's a poem about the immensity of grief

We make ourselves a place apartBehind light words that tease and flout,But oh, the agitated heartTill someone find us really out.'Tis pity if the case require(Or so we say) that in the endWe speak the literal to inspireThe understanding of a friend.But so with all, from babes that playAt hide-and-seek to God afar,So all who hide too well awayMust s…

Now dogs pretend they like to fight;They often bark, more seldom bite;But yet a Dog is, on the whole,What you would call a simple soul.Of course I'm not including Pekes,And such fantastic canine freaks.The usual Dog about the TownIs much inclined to play the clownAnd far from showing too much prideIs frequently undignified.He's very easily taken in…

Narrated by Sonia Thapa

Narrated by Sonia Thapa

I do not completely own the script. Tuckshop is a dream of many individuals. I hope you'll love like we do.

An extended METAPHOR for those who can understand

I should stop creating stuffs when I am sad

Mary Oliver was a Pulitzer Prize winner American Poet whose poems are filled with intricacies of nature. It speaks of secret in lines, and about the human world and its complexities with that of nature.

भूपी शेरचन – शहिदिरुको सम्झनामा हुँदैन भबहान भमभमिरे मा तारा झरे र नगए बन्दैन मुलुक दुई-चार सपूत मरे र नगए ओठमा हाुँसो, गालामा लाली तब आउुँछ जगत ्‌को देशको पीरलेिेटी जब वीरलेचढाउुँछ रगतको घाुँटीमा फाुँसीको माला गाुँसी वीरलेहाुँस्ता मातृिूभमको चरण ढोगी िाग्दछ दासता उम्रन्न बोट कसैलेबीउ छरे र नगए हामीलेखानेप्रत्येक गाुँसमा रगत छ शहीदको हामीलेफे नेप्र…

Published in 1976, Love after Love by Derek Walcott is love poem with a message i.e to love oneself

All these words are not mine but someone else's. These stories are mine but someone else's

Sonnet by Ed Millay BGM first Love by Heesu Ahn

Han Jipyeong piano Theme. Original Score kdrama Start Up. KIMSEONHO is a Good Boy

The Little Prince is a novella by French aristocrat, writer, and aviator Antoine de Saint-Exupéry. It was first published in English and French in the US by Reynal & Hitchcock in April 1943, and posthumously in France following the liberation of France as Saint-Exupéry's works had been banned by the Vichy Regime.…

याददार्जिलिङको चिसो त कहिले जाँदैनत्यसैले उसको यादहरू पनि अझ दशैं सक्दै गएपछिको चिसो त झन् मनमा चस्स घोच्छशरीरले पोहोर सालको चिसो बिर्सिकेका हुन्छन् त्यही भएर होलाचस्स घोच्छ मनमा भनौ कि कता भनौ तर त्यता त्यतै उसका यादहरूले जस्तै त्यही घोच्छ मिरमिरे साँझ चौर्सताको त्यही धेरै मध्दे एकचिसो कुर्सीमा म र मेरो मायालुएउटा पछि अर्को,बत्ती बल्दै गरेको पसलहर…

I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I think I made you up inside my head