Labyrinth

my mind is a labyrinthcacophony ofsentimentstortureand scepticismit’s an unsolved mysteryI pass hither and thithercolliding with skies and oceansbed of cloudsand bed of seashellsthe mirror reflects fierce facehiding the scars. shiny skin.glittery eyes.swollen lips I may swallow orange peels out of madnessAnd sometimes the left crumbs of my skin out of sadnessI may bleed through my…

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…

Vacuous

His words of hatred  Stroke me so bad,  My bones feel heavy  Carrying the weight  Of animosity,  He held for me.  And now my heart  Is completely vacuous  And devoid of sentiments.  -SHREYA  Follow me on Instagram: @sharmashreya020

Isn’t Love Hazardous?

Love is hazardous. The kind of love I do, You ought to know first. -SHREYA

Your Oenomel Essence

Rip my clothes and Love me.  Nothing feels better than the Wine taste of your tongue and  The cherry flavor of your skin.