Petals Silky and velvet I feel to touch it Yet stop myself Not to play with its pure essence -SHREYA Featured image source: PixabayRead More Petals
I see myself withering by time like wilted petals collapsing to despair concealing loud screams the tint fading Indeed, I am a flower, disheveled -SHREYARead More Disheveled
To all the broken hearts out there, don’t let your tears weaken you. Crying is a healing process, it isn’t the sign of cowardice. Feel the pain and let it out in the form of tears. You may cry for hours or days, but then a day will come, you will finally wake up and […]Read More Cry but Accept the Pain
The beauteous dark sky, This stillness, And the passel of thoughts to explore. This is the night, Sadness landing over the head. The strange sounds hovering around, Amalgam of joys and sorrows drown. This is the night, Quilt of stars still awake. Here comes a wind breeze, Pretending to accompany my lonesomeness. Oh night; tell […]Read More The Night.
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”You are a Psycho. Stay away from people. “, he said. Little did he know, how deeply it could affect her. How gradually and then fast, the statement could spread in her heart and soul like venom. Badly. Words are powerful. They have the power to make or break things. And when it comes to […]Read More “You are a Psycho”
Being entrapped in your illecebrous essence Such manner, No matter how hard, I try to escape, I end up writing about you. Perhaps, you live in my words. -SHREYARead More Illecebrous essence
Title: Just a Few Lies Author: Sandeep Sharma Genre: Romantic Thriller Publisher: Author Paradise Publishers Publication Date: 25 May, 2017 The book revolves around the life of an author named Anant who is a well renowned writer and enjoying his fame. But, suddenly he has come to the phase, when he actually feel his words are betraying and […]Read More Just a Few Lies- Book Review
Narrate me your fantasy I’ll paint it with watercolors Along the shades of my reverie -SHREYARead More Watercolor
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? -SHREYARead More What Could be Worse?