Nepenthe

Nepenthe (n) : Something that makes you forget grief or suffering. A flock of starlings chirped words of sweetness And my heart was astir in seconds The grief and sorrows carved in pieces of my heart dissolved in nothing How congenial are these beautiful winged-creatures That heals my soul as nepenthe And same the stars…

Galaxies – Shreya Sharma

Published on Free Verse Revolution Blog for their July theme “Galaxies” You can read more by clicking below. They dwell amidst myriad of celestial bodies; the stars and the planets, undeniable parts of this endless universe. The stars reunite and form coruscant galaxies, galaxies that constantly invigorate bundles of hopes on earth. one fall of…

Moon like Shine

And darling,  I can write infinite poetry on you and your moon like shine that penetrates into my eyes as I stare you with those silent eyes yearning for you more. And trust me, that shine makes me look more beautiful and angelic indeed. -SHREYA  Have you ever felt such deep connection with someone when…

Moon and Stars

I kept so buried in loving Moon, Hardly I realized, Moon was always engaged in Stars. -SHREYA

Night

Dwelling in the dead silence of night, my mind hovered to the endless vastness of sky; calm and still. Stars- white and milky bright, twinkling with the ardor seem to be whispering secrets with each other. Right above there, I see a coruscant galaxy forming different shapes, conical and elliptical. Fragile petals, flowers blossoming all…

Night (haiku)

Sky falls in night Moon shadows silver and calm Stars hiding dark thoughts -SHREYA

Counting Stars

Here I sit  Counting stars Sky ablaze by Moonlight In the quietude of night Weaving poetry and reminiscing your love  -SHREYA 

She

Oh! That she is me! ❤️😇 Follow me on Instagram @sharmashreya020  

Maybe Moon!

Maybe I don’t belong here in this space. Maybe moon is waiting for me  there up to accompany him,  Despite all the stars surrounding him.  -SHREYA 

50 Word Story: Astral Intimacy

The night was bitter cold. The opacus clouds hid the Moon in its elusive shadow. The silver light orb of love brimming to its top; called up the stars to uncover it. The stars aligned themselves to form a string of starlight outlining the moon. How mesmeric their intimacy was.