I Wish It Rains On My Funeral- Published in Spillwords Press

Thanks to Ms. Dagmara K., EIC of Spillwords Press to accept my poetry and publish in the same. With my frail limbs clipped with the remnants of my rugged skinthe ashes rising from my chestmy heart, a globe of fire.My toes untouched, bare, and lily-likeembellished with dew. With the oceanic hopes wintering on my frigid,… Continue reading I Wish It Rains On My Funeral- Published in Spillwords Press

Grief- Published in Spillwords Press

Thanks to Ms. Dagmara K., EIC of Spillwords Press to accept my poetry and publish in the same. Grief is waterlikeA lachrymose vessel that drips,a waterfall. It gradually slips off your skin,ascends in the form of a single wave of thoughtand flows unto your chest. Continue to read Grief by Shreya Sharma Love, Shreya 💜