Writer by passion, poet by soul.
Flowers bloom, Flowers die. Sunsets come, and sunsets go. And just like You and I, People come, and people go.
By Sahasra Reddy9 months ago in Poets
I came, Heart of steel and wit so sharp, A forbidden path I dared pursue, Seeking worlds I never saw. I saw, Shadows deep and light so bright,
“I'm afraid of friendships,” I say, They either leave you or torture you unknowingly. I'm an in-joke to my friends, They think I don't hear the awful things
By Sahasra Reddy10 months ago in Poets
Moonlight spilling into the window, Screaming into the pillow, Oh how I wish life were different, Instead of being sorrowful and ignorant,
I see myself in the mirror, Beyond the surface, I see the heart of a tender young girl. If I could write a letter to my younger self,
In the beautiful dark, Million dazzling stars reside, And fill the empty sky. High above the city lights, Where none can see them again,
Out of all the toys you adored, Was I one of your favourites? Begging, pleading, with guilty eyes, Would you ever choose me as yours?
Hush now darling, Don't you cry anymore, Stop the waterfall of emotions from your pretty eyes, Heal yourself in nature's embrace.
Knife in my hand, I bear the choice, To end the pain or endure the suffering. “Get revenge” they said, But revenge is only best served cold,
