You held my hand like it was the most delicate flower ever Said I was so beautiful,it mesmerised you You told me I enthralled you, My grace and charm entranced you And that it was the reason you could

Two months and a winter All it took for you to raze my delusions, To bring me to realise That the idea of us was a mere fallacy Now I stare into the sunset sky Reminiscent of the memories we once shared

Dear younger self, Can you believe it? It's our last teenage year already? It's the last year before we're trapped into adulthood Dear younger self, We've come a long way We've made ourselves proud Proud

I see the way you look at her You can't seem to let her go You talk about her as if she were a priceless jewel You can't let go of the memories You don't want to They run through your mind every once in

image source “Don't burn down the house!” Mom shouted just as dad was pulling their car out of the driveway. They were attending the wedding of a friend of theirs. George and I weren't interested in going,

Their eyes met There was that awkward smile, they looked away She was the most beautiful lass he ever saw There was a shyness about her It was as if she had no idea how ravishing she was Cupid's arrow

Another day ends With a breathtaking display of colours Strewn across the empyrean. From a distance, the sun kisses the horizon Spreading the fleeting remains of its final glow. Like art, elysian hues

image source I love the way my heart swells with ecstasy when thoughts of you float through my mind. I love the way the sweet sonorous sound of your voice transports me out of this world into my own beautiful

image source I love the way my heart swells with ecstasy when thoughts of you float through my mind. I love the way the sweet sonorous sound of your voice transports me out of this world into my own beautiful

Photo by Karolina Grabowska from Pexels All too soon, another year has come to an end, and a new one has begun. Some of us chalked successes we are proud of and achieved feats we worked hard for. On the

image source In the dead of the night When the winds were still and the birds quiet When the moon was at its highest And all forms of life were at rest Her eyes fluttered open and she let out a sigh

Everyone makes mistakes. Everyone, at some point in their life did something they weren't proud of. It is normal to not get things right. It is normal to blunder. Each of us, being human, is imperfect

My eyes beheld perfection when they fell upon the most beautiful creature they had ever been set on. His elegance took my breath away. Oh! How exquisite he is, my Adonis. Like a sponge, his skin soaks

Would you choose me? In a room full of people you love, would you choose me? If your life depended on it, or even if it didn't, would you choose me? If there was a gun to your head, or even if there wasn't,

I stepped into 2023 with a long list of New Year's resolutions. Although I was unable to achieve all of them, I succeeded in accomplishing a few of them. This year has taught me a great deal, but I do

Happiness, to me, is a state of mind. I believe it should be the utmost goal at the end of the day. There are lots of things that make me happy. Little things like eating my favorite ice cream or a chocolate

Words can heal. Words can destroy. They can inspire, and they can depress. Your choice of words can be as refreshing as the aura of scented candles, or as catastrophic as a violent storm that wreaks havoc

It was supposed to be a beautiful day. But anxiety took the better part of it. From every rising thought to my resting breath, deliberations of the future permeate the scope of my mind. Will I make it?

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