I see myself withering by time like wilted petals collapsing to despair concealing loud screams the tint fading Indeed, I am a flower, disheveled -SHREYARead More Disheveled
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 […]Read More Something Stupid
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. -SHREYARead More A Beautiful Wildflower
Spread smiles and happiness 😊😇 Love Shreya ❤️Read More Her story
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. -ShreyaRead More She Was A Villain.