Author: Ritesh Prasad
Something Lost
There’s no place for sorry or thanks in love; Same with friendship as they say; I don’t know which class I fit in; For I address my love as FRIENDSHIP; We didn’t meet for eight months; And suddenly on a fateful day we met; And I realized I lost something…
Forgotten “A promise”
Forgotten “A promise” “We the people of India” It seems that the people of the country have forgotten the promise; “A promise” they made in the year 1950; “A promise” to secure sovereign; socialistic; secular; democratic republic; With lakhs of pending cases awaiting for justice; “A promise” of justice, social;…

