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 AdvertisementsRead More Vacuous
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 […]Read More What else?
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 […]Read More Wandering Cloud
I still dig my face in your chest at nights, And lay warm in your embrace the same way I used to. My hands around you, Your breaths touching my hair and neck, Your hands around my waist. Yes, I cosset with you, In my reverie. At times, I feel to touch you, Other […]Read More Don’t you know my love?
Nothing lasts forever, And I don’t believe in temporal things. This world isn’t my place, Moon is my muse, Because I believe in eternity. -SHREYARead More Eternity
The screams inside me Seek out to reach you Louder and bitter I found myself drowning In this ocean of betrayal Slowly and destructive -SHREYARead More Drowning
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
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 in the form of tears. You may cry for hours or days, but then a day will come, you will finally wake up and […]Read More Cry but Accept the Pain
She stood in her balcony with a coffee mug in one hand sipping it and other one on railing. Her thoughts turbid and heart devoid of any feeling. Despite the chattering of a flock of starlings, she didn’t have any senses to any kind of sound or vision around her. Except her memories with him. […]Read More She thought within herself