I would never want to forget a thingfor the boundless moments,and the memoriesare always etched in my heart forever. It’s always the seconds,days,and months,that makes an absolute differencematter of the time,need of the hour.and we humansthe most eerie of all the creatures,puppets of the circumstance. -Shreya Sharma
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I am a flower
I am a sun kissed flower,warm and fragileflawlessly stitched array of yellow petalsgiving out hopes,slender waist sliding downhundreds of nodes arisingand forming an invigorating curveloved, exulted and appreciatedand blessed to possess all that I have and I am.I might be showered to adorn the holy temples,bloom the triumphant kids,foregathered to form a grandiloquent entranceof a… Continue reading I am a flower
Weightless
I shed my tears infinite and ceaseless, like a lovelorn soul. Yet I hold myself & walk so far far as a distant memory, which is still stuck to my shapeless heart. I have become an incessant river weightless and yet so full, a heart made of fuchsia flowers. -Shreya
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
Vintage beauty
she is the vintage beautyso appealing and enchantingand clearas the hands of clock striketick.tick.tick.her eyes disseminates stardustas the galaxies endowing the blue skies aboveand the flowers bestowing the lands belowyellow. red. green.fragrant and pleasingshe sounds like a songbirdhumming rhymes and poetryfollowed by the charms of her loverand the instancesall that form lumps in her throatand… Continue reading Vintage beauty
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… Continue reading Wandering Cloud
She Was Beautiful
She never believed, She was beautiful, Until he touched her And solaced her soul With his words of love.