Cry but Accept the Pain

This post is a repost. I would like my words to reach anyone and help who has lost hopes and is in despair. // To all the broken hearts out there, don’t let your tears weaken you. Crying is a healing process, it isn’t the sign of cowardice. Feel the pain and let it out…

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…

Greetings!

Hi everyone. Hello. Namaste!Hope you all are safe and healthy. You all must be wondering to read multiple salutations. I am overwhelmed to be back on my blog and I can’t wait to interact with everyone and also to read from all of you. I started this blog in year 2016. The year, I wrote…

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…

She is the One: Epitome of Perfection

She isn’t a normal human being or an usual soul felt who relies on subjective books or mathematical formulas. She is a special human being, an extraordinary soul who occupies herself with the worldly wisdom of stars and moon, and honesty and integrity. She isn’t the one who drapes herself with fancy dresses or adorns…

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 

Am I Volatile?

Something screams through my mind and echoes through my soul which I can’t perhaps listen and scrutinize. Drifting away from childhood and innocence, it pierce my soul and puts me into the introspection of varying phases of wicked reality. For a moment, it appears a dilemma, other second, a wandering route for me where I…

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

What else?

And there are times  When being mess is a whole new fun.  And all what you need is  Hair ruffled  Clothes rugged  Attitude untamed.  When all you need is open air  To reach alfresco  To swirl and whirl  Eyes carrying galaxy  Of thoughts and emotions.  A wild heart  Throbbing heartbeats  Full of chaos.  What else…