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Shruti Goyal

What have you done to me?

You turned me into a forest fire, wild and out of control, destroying everything in its path. I’m sorry if the fumes are making you feel…

Jan 7, 2017

Jan 7, 2017

Maybe I could write about you today.

I now measure my endless grief with all the poems I could write about you.

Oct 27, 2016

Oct 27, 2016

To the artist inside me.

I used to hear such beautiful rumours about how dejected artists were created through the requisite and rather torturous process of love…

May 22, 2016

May 22, 2016

If only you knew.

I need you to know that I’ve been accused of a lot of things, but my favourite accusation is that of loving you to the point of crushing…

Jan 31, 2016

Jan 31, 2016

Lovers and Leavers.

Your eyes scare me.

Jan 19, 2016

Jan 19, 2016

Lessons unlearnt.

The things they teach us.

Nov 14, 2015

Nov 14, 2015

Mutilation by conversation.

He said, “Hey there”.

Nov 2, 2015

Nov 2, 2015

(Un)loving you.

I try to write you away, my fingertips never stopping for even a moment, churning out words that speak of loss and love. Words that yearn…

Oct 5, 2015

Oct 5, 2015

Eulogy of my innocence.

I wasn’t always like this.

Sep 12, 2015

Sep 12, 2015

Didn’t you know? You’re my favourite kinda hell.

Sit cross-legged across from me on the bed at 2AM, after you’ve finished kissing your secrets into every inch of my skin, and whisper them…

Sep 6, 2015

Sep 6, 2015

Shruti Goyal

Shruti Goyal

For the love of Mumbai, Rains at Marine Drive, Cutting Chai and Pani Puri, Dancing at Weddings, Conversations and Celebrations. And of course, Whiskey.

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