In a small town not far away from you, lives a girl. A girl at that stage of life where mother constantly asks about her ‘handsome well-mannered’ boyfriend… Measures of success. Poetic story. Loved it!! ❤️🌼
If I write a book, it would have a thick spine and leather bound body, with lots of knots and memories caught up in its strings. Its chapters would be long and slow with accompanying water colour illustrations that simply seem to exude vision and beauty as powerfully as possible. The brush strokes would be … More Reblogging: if I write a book
To you, with love. To the ones who wish upon the Stars Beautifully penned!! I’ve always been an admirer of moon, stars and galaxy thus this post felt like a big warm hug. Do give it a read, I’m sure you’ll like it.
Once upon a time, I took a walk. I was restless and searching for something – I didn’t know what. A few minutes from my house, I passed an old man. His right hand trembled. His left never stopped stroking the simple golden ring on his finger. His grey hair hid most of his face, … More Reblogging: The Pained
Every journey has a beginning and an end, which moves with a lot of bend. We are all born as baby, to experience this journey of life may be. We all become child, and start behaving wild. We all become teens, which creates a lot of changes in our genes. Then starts the real life, … More Reblog : my sister’s poem blog – intro
The creature inside of her surged upward, threatening to come out. She tried to keep it at bay, tried to push it deep down for as long as she could, but only a part of her could resist it. The other part was screaming for it to burst through, and she thrashed, hopelessly dangling between … More Reblogging : Monster by nehal
I have suffered with anxiety for most of my adult life,. It’s something I’ve learnt to live with and I know others who suffer from it feel that way too. People who suffer with mental illnesses can seem fine and dandy on the outside but only they know what’s going on, in the inside. I … More Reblogging: An Open Letter to My Anxiety
She’s here somewhere, craving over those popular candy whenever the ad popped in tv, who likes to play with those abandoned teddy bears lying around my room. She still draw the setting sun between the mountains with three crows here and there in the orange sky. Mostly she seems hiding behind me but comes out … More Reblog: Doppelganger – gurl who writes