Divine is busy in writing our destinies while I am immersed in creating my own. -Shreya
Love me or hate me. If I love you, I’d stick to you. -Shreya
The scars of her soul bled through words in the form of poetry.
Red Rose-like The blush shimmered Her radiant eyes astral Moonstruck
Nascent drizzle occupied her emptiness, Efflorescing her heart and soul.
Her artifice, Angel outside, demon inside.
Allow me your heart to write down, I’ll ink all my sombre secrets.
I’ll envelope your heart With my love, The way stars coil around The Moon. -Shreya
Look into my eyes. And trick my heart again, With the camouflage Of your luring gaze.
Butterfly cossets the petal The sun radiates effulgence Morning welcomed by woodnote The heart gets revived