The world says there is a beauty in grief. The beauty that is inevitable, the grief that does not settle. The heartache that passes unto each and every nerve and vein of yours and decides to stay for unsaid period. The gush of wind wrapped up in the memories that flicker around your neck and… Continue reading The grief that flows
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Unrequited
You are the solace to me,profound relief held into my systemneural and mental.sheath of mulberry leavesand the satin sheetsand a bubble of illusion I resided in. And I, merely a burden to you. -SHREYA Instagram handle: @sharmashreya020
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
Sanctity
I lost a part of me and the undeniable faith in the universe, stars, sky and ocean when I abandoned him and devalued the sanctity of my own love -SHREYA
Vacuous
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
Lifeless
Catharsis
The venom of your words captured my soul And the memories linger on my heart And now there is no way of catharsis -SHREYA
Melancholy (Fiction)
She kept sobbing, shivering, whimpering hard that night. The night, emotions and her life brought her such melancholy that she couldn’t cease herself shedding those piquant tears filled with ineffable dolor and wretchedness. The darkness witnessed her barefaced pain, the quiet walls of room observed her numb state and the fan hung on ceiling examined… Continue reading Melancholy (Fiction)
Sleepless
The pain is real And severe Making me feel I am alive In this desolation Eyes are sleepless Struggling for sleep Tears shedding Venting sadness Underneath Thoughts infinite The bitterness Circumscribes Mind And heart -SHREYA
What Could be Worse?
I look at the pen Starving, Emptiness in head and heart Devoid of thoughts The paper yearning to soak the ink What could be worse? -SHREYA
Mysterious Soul 