Disheveled

I see myself withering by time like wilted petals collapsing to despair concealing loud screams the tint fading Indeed, I am a flower, disheveled -SHREYA

Something Stupid

Another morning, another sunshine. I wake up thinking of the day, But here I feel preternatural, Recognized as feverish sign. I hide myself in the pillow, Digging my face and try sleep. I look for the phone kept aside, Immediately calling for him, Who heals me everytime. As I unlock my phone, My mind madly […]

A Beautiful Wildflower

She isn’t the one who grows among Flowers and crowns. She rises in wildflowers And thorns, Embracing her own cicatrices, And surviving battles with insurmountable grace. -SHREYA

Her story

Spread smiles and happiness 😊😇 Love Shreya ❤️

She Was A Villain.

She banged her sharp nails into his gallant back. Making love and their heartbeats cascading Faster and faster. Villainous she was, As the time passed, She dug a sharp edge in his heart too. -Shreya