About being together

You and I

I safekeep your effervescent laughs in my heart the laughs that scatter rain in deserts, and bring mirth in blank space. You resemble a dateless blooming flower- Calla lilies, the petals diffuse in the blood of your heart. There is a sheet of optimism in your glazing eyes, and I breathe on these hopes residing…

Undone

Your kiss was so real in my dream it felt raw and nicotine a bit of honey and a bit of smoke altogether as a perfect blend of milk and caffeine yet it remained unfinished you know like half sunset view half-moon night undone. and maybe uneaten pizza slices or refused macaroons. -SHREYA

Remembrance — 2

If not loveshare me your sorrows Gaze me with your grief stricken eyes Unfold me your mulberry desires and lily dreams Embellish my lap with paper flowers that emanate innocence in chaosHold me with your raisin touch and kiss my scarlet lips Drown me in your malachite eyes and aureolin bloom smile The color of…

Unrequited

You are the solace to me,profound relief held into my systemneural and mental.sheath of mulberry leavesand the satin sheetsand a bubble of illusion I resided in. And I, merely a burden to you. -SHREYA Instagram handle: @sharmashreya020

Chasing Red by Isabelle Ronin (Book Review)

Title: Chasing Red Author: Isabelle Ronin Genre: Contemporary Romance Publisher: Source Books Publication date: September 18, 2017 Chasing Red is a heart winning romance genre novel written by a Canadian author, Isabelle Ronin who has undoubtedly and wonderfully done justice with her debut. The story has already been phenomenal on Wattpad and it was then…

his presence

his presence bloomsa garden of flowersin my heartroses. sunflowers. daisy.green meadows.he is a sweet. heart.in my world ofnothingness -SHREYA

Wandering Cloud

The endless classics she read,  The amaranthine love she felt in between the lines of her books, The love she always searched for in her life,  Never to be seen anywhere.  And then he appeared to her like a wandering cloud,  Illecebrous and magnetic,  Offered her the downpour of love,  Guiding her to the light…

Eternity

Nothing lasts forever,  And I don’t believe in temporal things.  This world isn’t my place,  Moon is my muse,  Because I believe in eternity.  -SHREYA 

Her Love for Books

they told she dwelled in book stories and fairy tales and that she was too naive to understand the verity of the world and she loved too hard to be consumed nobody knew nobody understood the books made her happy hopeful optimistic rejuvenated her in sad times bloomed more in happy times induced the pearls…