Literature

She was a painter She never knew Fake smiles were her colors Pains were her shades With brushes of mixed emotions She painted herself... She was a canvas Waiting for random strokes Of her favorite colors; Scarlet and blue She closed…

The awe inspiring beauty That he tries to paint Embracing the deadly silent sight Of the snowy wintery night The winter portrait he paints With perfect brush strokes, He swifts with ease Caring least about the freezing chilly breeze Of…

Fizzy wind And the blushing sunshine Upon the silhouette Swings those in red, fuchsia and wine Amidst the fascinating greenery Those roses encasing beautiful scenery And he flies above them all Twittering and flickering Fluttering and…

Still remember thoseGood old daysWhen heWalked like a shieldConfronting all foesFighting for righteousnessWith no violence at allTaught us to stand stillEven when the storm is strongThink big, be the differenceIs what we learnt from himHe…

When the soft golden rays Falls placidly upon the White feathery kans grasses The ochre rays slyly peering out Against the clear blue autumn sky Then my heart slowly paces up My smile widens into everlastingness As…

Wandering off the lonely streets of this strange city; this life seems too dark sometimes, so dark that now I fear to fall off my steps. Maybe my decision was not right about what I preferred but whatsoever it is, I guess I am liking…

The scene was so perfect as best it could be, Behind the clouds, stars were too hard to see, For the ceaseless striking waves lost their potence, And the oceanic music had been dead silence. On the dark sky, a steady gleaming moon was…

We have created an oasis for ourselves, Which I truly believe Is all dark, black pages. Ink in our eyes, Thought for memory. Our love is a dust mote dancing to a beam of light with a severe existential crisis, So I can't say we make it,…

Azure: When we found our home In the gaps and crevices left by others Drenched in dew drops And tired from running Wrapped in the 7 pm twilight I was told we might never see each other again. We realized that blue was not Our…

I spent days wondering what if someone gets to know the real me and how I actually feel? The fear of baring my soul to someone rather made me an introvert. Speaking of fear, I cannot share my emotions. I laugh out loud with my peer but I…