I’m the princess of my Papa,And laado of my Mamma. There are different kinds of, people in the world and I, have to prove myself between all these.
I’m a Girl
Published by mishamithlesh in category Poetry with tag daughter | girl | power
I’m a Girl
ETERNAL YOGI – THE UNMOVED
Where do we come from ? why are we here? where do we go when we die? living an undeciphered life based on an encrypted existence of time and space.
War
Deafening voices soon turned to dust, as the influence was brought down by power and wealth. The raven settled on a pile of ash and blood.
Mask of Devil
Satya saw a special sparkle in her eyes that evening. He surrendered towards her love and felt helplessly that he won’t be able to get out from this attraction ever in his lifetime.
ALL STORIES ARE TRUE (9)
A week back, my life was like everyone else’s. I sat reading and enjoying the solitude, a less interfered circle of silence. Today I am sitting in place that looks like a magic land, with someone I could do anything.
ALL STORIES ARE TRUE (8)
I had imagined a zillions of ways of being with my Advaith, and most of them he had heard and smiled at, I wanted to believe he would eventually love me the way I loved, and it turned out he loves me more than I can understand.
ALL STORIES ARE TRUE (7)
It was a fairy tale moment of my life.The rain busted out along with the lightening. I spread my arms to hug the rain fallen on me. He took me in arms rising me in the air.
ALL STORIES ARE TRUE (6)
Advaith had not dismissed our love, I better say my love. He never said that. He just said he could not either avoid that moment. He was not bad after all. And I would still love him even if he never could love me.
ALL STORIES ARE TRUE (4)
His voice was unimaginably very close, like a whisper in my years. A mild shiver passed through my body. It was not imagination. It was real. I turned suddenly, his look still on me and expressionless.
ALL STORIES ARE TRUE (3)
I don’t want, I want to go to hostel I wanted to say but couldn’t. How can I deny the offer of being with him even if it’s a matter of five minutes? I don’t know how I loved him.
