The Last Poetry I ever Write for You

The very last poetry I ever write For you. Would speak of the rainbows we chased together And the rains we washed our sorrows The nights We shed tears together And the morning We lay awake sun gazing And the nights moon gazing And again the mornings Efflorescing love Would speak of the evenings We…

Moon and the Secrets

tonight I stared at the moon with the same ardor you used to stare at me I smiled at it it seemed to be a bit gloomy yet looked so mesmerizing and wishpered to me the secrets I promised it to keep it with me forever and ever.. -SHREYA

Sanctity

I lost a part of me and the undeniable faith in the universe, stars, sky and ocean when I abandoned him and devalued the sanctity of my own love -SHREYA

Moon (Savior)

in the state of loneliness  and desolation  in the midst of utter hustle-bustle  it is only moon who solaces her  out of all the calignosity of hazy sky  moon, who mollifies her pains  accompanies her and cast his silver light  over her pale face  and revives her in seconds  and makes her feel like a…

He dissolves me

he may be innocent  and a lovesome soul  but he plays wicked  extremely wicked  when he seduces me  with his outspoken eyes  and beguiling gaze  and how fondly  he moves towards me  and makes me his own  and I’m gone  melted in his arms  and dissolved  -SHREYA 

The Stupid Somebody by Rohit Dawesar (Book Review)

Title: The Stupid Somebody Author: Rohit Dawesar Publisher: Rohit Dawesar Publication date: December 3, 2017 The Stupid Somebody is a heart touching and thought provoking novel written by author, Rohit Dawesar who did justice with the debut. The book gives a deep and practical insights to love life and career and the hardships that comes…

Illecebrous essence

Being entrapped in your illecebrous essence Such manner, No matter how hard, I try to escape, I end up writing about you. Perhaps, you live in my words. -SHREYA

Don’t you know my love?

I still dig my face in your chest at nights, And lay warm in your embrace the same way I used to. My hands around you, Your breaths touching my hair and neck, Your hands around my waist. Yes, I cosset with you, In my reverie. At times, I feel to touch you, Other times…

Cravings and Desires

I want his delicacy and warmth yearning for mine  Tasting my cravings and desires  His hands enfolded in mine  The butterflies fluttering in my stomach  Healing my curves and scars entwined within  -SHREYA 

Quench

​Quench my lust and thirst, darling.  I am starving.  -SHREYA