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Author: Aishwarya Singh
Ghosted
When everything that was real suddenly stops existing and you remain merely a fool to have believed in a false fantasy. When spineless and wretched decide to… Read more “Ghosted”
Loot
She had everything to give and he had everything to take. Drugged in the depths of his eyes Intoxicated by his scent Tracing her fingers on the… Read more “Loot”
Fragmented
As new footsteps entered, hands always held tight drifted apart. While one smiled to embrace the entrance the other felt cold and the only warmth were tears… Read more “Fragmented”
Recoiled
As intoxicated blood flood through my veins filling my mind with a daze, heat swept my body and my heart thumped against my chest as my feet… Read more “Recoiled”
Dawn of dreams
Reality of imagination is what I miss Waiting for dreams to realise Aspirations and emotions to materialise I lay with eyes wide open yearning to feel a… Read more “Dawn of dreams”
Just a few lines…#128
And then the trees had a scornful laugh when as world tethered for the first time due to lack of oxygen. Maybe they felt we deserved it or know that the worst is yet to come
~Aishwarya Singh
Just a few lines…#127
I miss when we didn’t know what COVID was and when death was a life event and loss of a loved one. Not just a mere statistic.
~Aishwarya Singh
Just a few lines…#126
And then you make the choice, of standing out or blending in. And that choice decides everything forever to come
~Aishwarya Singh
Hide & Seek. Online
Blocked. Unblocked. Blue ticks. Deleted messages. And archived chats.
As we grew up, we continued to play hide and seek. But online.
A hide and seek of emotions and heart breaks.
Online.
~Aishwarya Singh