And when they told you to run faster than the wind,To chase the colours that painted the scarlet horizon,You didn’t know demons haunted the darkness
Hey, Mary
Published by MeghaHaridhya in category Poetry with tag angle | color | doll | Hurt | light
Hey, Mary
A Blossomed Friendship
Raju was a bright, kind and helpful boy. He obeyed his parents and teachers. He had excelled in academically as well in sports. He was a role model for others.
My Eternal Love
Next day, it was obvious of me to stay without talking to you,my idiocy, it was obvious of you to come and make me woo,Where are you? Lost somewhere?I want my “you”,
Congenital Disorder- Request from Woeful Babies
O’ Dear mom! O’ Dear mom!Why You make me a cursed born?Wherever I go……rumour flows,Look! Poor “Test-tube” Baby……There He goes…..
A SHORT LOVE STORY
She wanted to go now, get away from this life; the brutal relationship that made her cry those thousand nights. Turning off the light, she forced herself to sleep
Before Christabel…
I was a doctor. A good one. About twenty patients a day – fifteen minutes with each – not a bad little practice. I don’t know how many patients I saw
