Poetry is Mesmerizing

Poetry is a magical realm in being.Why am I so mesmerized with it?It sparkles and glows like a night skyAs the sky holds many stories in its awake, so does poetryAnd these stories are the onesof which, some are fictional, imagined to be alive butmany are those, once lived, in bliss,in fear, in hurt, in constant changeThese stories...

The chaos around you

  The chaos around you! Be careful darling, it can be deafening the societal pressures, I'm talking about it would scream in your ears for how should you be like till your ears start bleeding and succumb to the life you end up regretting, where you would fail profusely and end up blaming yourself. So...

Forbidden Love

I love when he smiles, it forces me to smile along. The sparkle in his eyes, makes me wander among the stars. Whenever he is somewhere closer, I'm lost in my own fantasies. Oh not to forget... How lovely he is to breathe in, no fragrance can be as lovely as his. He is a...