NIFTEM Creative Showcase
Published poetry, stories, and articles from the Geetanjali community.
Geetanjali is the literary society of the National Institute of Food Technology Entrepreneurship and Management (NIFTEM), Kundli, Sonipat, Haryana.
Changed feelings Poetry
He never claimed that he loved me,
But he used to text every single day,
But he used to beg to meet me,
But he used to share every single thing,
But he used to pay attention to my little things,
But he used to find …
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But he used to text every single day,
But he used to beg to meet me,
But he used to share every single thing,
But he used to pay attention to my little things,
But he used to find …
The Fading Star Poetry
I know, I was a star in a sky, but
Time goes pollution will covers me away
even an eye can see clearly.
I was a star among millions of stars,
where, I still feel alone when the sun-rise.
I know it hurts a lot b…
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Time goes pollution will covers me away
even an eye can see clearly.
I was a star among millions of stars,
where, I still feel alone when the sun-rise.
I know it hurts a lot b…
Within the Twilight Short Story
(1) is a timid soul, bearing old heartbreaks that stretch like shadows across the living room floor. His world is careful and wary like a dancer dancing at the edge of the stage, scared of losing what he holds dear. Fear…
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The Twilight Withins Short Story
(1) is an engulfment of darkness embedded within itself, which makes it look weak and lethargic. Revulsion by others is common for him. Possible cause — serenity. But that doesn’t signify that he is not good for the worl…
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The Echo of Almost Poetry
We almost overcame the doubt and fear.
We almost became the story songs are made from.
Your name still lingers in my mind, a gentle whisper,
Which is too soft to fade, too hard to numb.
Even though I walked away wi…
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We almost became the story songs are made from.
Your name still lingers in my mind, a gentle whisper,
Which is too soft to fade, too hard to numb.
Even though I walked away wi…
Define love Poetry
How do you define love?
Whether it feels soft or rough?
Feels like a burning cigarette in your hand,
Addictive like nicotine, hoping that it never ends.
Feels like the first hailstorm I saw,
Exciting and beautiful…
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Whether it feels soft or rough?
Feels like a burning cigarette in your hand,
Addictive like nicotine, hoping that it never ends.
Feels like the first hailstorm I saw,
Exciting and beautiful…
That fervour Poetry
Once again, I find myself in dismay,
Everything in the world turns gray.
Life’s seeming to take a turn around,
My mind can’t really get to find a ground.
Weird unknown feeling climbing up my nerve,
Acting as trigg…
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Everything in the world turns gray.
Life’s seeming to take a turn around,
My mind can’t really get to find a ground.
Weird unknown feeling climbing up my nerve,
Acting as trigg…