The most romantic gesture of self-love
a prose poem
A damp yet dusty road stretched ahead. The sun shone intermittent, peeping through the thick, fluffy…
Smell of storms you feel outside,
Once there was a girl who stood up for herself.That is the story.That is the beginning, middle, and…
The difference between me and you was how deeply I loved; It’s a beautiful thing to love someone so intensely than to…
I was your blue hole.
So desperately,
to fear.
That evolutionary nub
of ego stuff.
Corruptor of intentions
and thwarter of truths.
Hearts to Diamonds
I always felt that love will find me.once…somewhere…I longed and I believed.just when my lungs were running out of air,my message…