She

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Silence

So much was there in the voids of my heart to speak and confess,  But all I could offer you was my silence in your presence.  -SHREYA At times, when you have so much to say, a lot of things to express that has been hidden in the darkest corners of your heart since long.…

Someday

I think days and nights,  And keep on building castles in air.  Days come, nights disappear  The thoughts remain unchanged,  That you’d appear someday  And tell me “you’re mine”.  -SHREYA 

Short Story 6

His words out of exasperation struck her like an arrow.  Her tears in dolor flooded his heart like gushing rain  He made her smile within seconds effortlessly.  And again they were together,  Desperately. Passionately.  To read the story posted previously, you can find the links below: Short Story Short Story 2 Short Story 3 Short…

His Fortuitous Presence

He paints her lifeless soul with his colorful love.  He sets her untamed scars to naught in no seconds.  He searches and discovers a new beginning in her.  He protects her in his fervour umbra.  Eventually, he delicately takes her to ataraxia. 

Black Vanished

The SILVER moonlight caressed her face  Her face shimmered WHITE as snow  And the BLACK sadness of her face vanished 

Insecurity

His love becomes her strength Her insecurities break her in smithereens 

Love

He discovered such “good” sides in her, it gets difficult for her to bear her own “badness”. Love heals it all.

Desolated

​ There she sits quietly in the nature’s lap Under the shadow of silver orb which she thinks who determined her fate Looking back the hard knocks she held in her life The heart which is no more fragile The soul which has turned barren. 

Her Indomitable Spirit

Her eyes scream a tale of warrior Who conquered the melancholy And paved way for her stately castle. An independent damsel, her dreams effulgent Who disowned the margaritaceous heavens And embraced the swords to fight back. Willpower in her heart and audacity in her actions Never on pins and needles, She was the one who…