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There is a thing called loss. When you lose something or someone, you lose a part of yourself. It may be close to you or just minutely important but you face a consequence you never wished to happen. The instance muddles up with your heart and the hope you relished. Hard to say but atleast…

Shades of Despair

Engulfed in the linen sheets of miseryParched heart and doleful thoughtsMy heart survives million shades of despair.Layers of melancholy embedded in my chestlike the roots of trunk in soil.The lone grief spirals in my nightmares,as lone as a windowsill. I yearn for the luminosity in my Kohl eyesA wind, long gone and long-lost.The mornings sing…

Stillness

and for the first time, this stillness of night feels heavy on my heart. tonight, it seems as if the blackness itself is showcasing me of my misery in my life. -SHREYA

Drowning

The screams inside me  Seek out to reach you  Louder and bitter  I found myself drowning  In this ocean of betrayal  Slowly and destructive  -SHREYA 

Moon (Savior)

in the state of loneliness  and desolation  in the midst of utter hustle-bustle  it is only moon who solaces her  out of all the calignosity of hazy sky  moon, who mollifies her pains  accompanies her and cast his silver light  over her pale face  and revives her in seconds  and makes her feel like a…

Beauty and Pain

Beauty  Is not always beauty.  Sometimes,  it’s pain  Beautified in words Called poetry. -SHREYA 

Rain and me

I like this compatibility,  This resonance  Between me and rain.  My heart wept,  And the clouds thundered  Accompanied by downpour.  -SHREYA 

Lamentation

I don’t cry for any lost love  I don’t cry for failure  I don’t cry for any tormented loss  I don’t cry for luxury  I cry for myself  I cry for my own being  I cry for my presence, my existence 

But Who Would Love A Depressed Girl?

Ignoring all the faults, All the problems. Forgetting all the happenstances, All the bad phases. I would just ask, Who would love a depressed girl?