Her Arms her arms became the warmth of the oceanfor his incessant tears needed a shore of hope the anchor of his freedom was living a life of solitudeto which her arms became the strongest rope byKritika Note from the AuthorCopyright 2020 (All rights reserved)Copying of the content and image is not permissible. The writers… Read More Her ArmS
Will You Try? Dear Sun, Drowning is my preferenceHeart palpitates in painFacing you to soak your lightLet me bath in you to be saneSurrounding is muzzling my effortsPlaying mentally to suffocateThe breath of freshness is desiredYour energy is a better mateQueries unsolved have dissolvedIn the ocean of tears now dryA piece of peace I think… Read More wiLl yOu tRy?
born to be fed on the platter of sufferingsand pain, a distressed female. tossing and turning on the bed in darkness, hiding the aching heart. Ignorance till when shall calm? the turbulent sea never wanted a sea shorefull of sparkling shells. Engaging in discomfort, comfort nevergave her any credit. laden with years of sweat, she… Read More Turbulent Sea