Sacrifice

What is there in her that she makes you forget all the pain? What makes her so special?  What does she do that helps you grow?  Why does her name bring you all the happiness?  Are you sure she’s your best friend?  Are you sure you’re not in love with her?  He stood there silently.  He…

Ten reasons for remaining a child

“Praise to the soul’s immortality” 1. I am like a child, I don’t believe in tomorrow, that’s why I don’t fall asleep early. I need the police to avoid erring and a priest to confess. 2. I am like a child, when you don’t see me I behave like I am. And if you don’t…

Truth//

His eyes always told me a different story than what his lips narrated//

She wasn’t the guilty one

It had never occurred to me, how much I hated the way I acted when somebody else does it. I was so annoyed, and the funny part is I don’t realized it annoyed me until I annoyed myself by acting this way. I should start by saying I skipped one stupid class I stupidly refuse…

Poetry

The solitude of poetry, the solitude of the years. The poetry of solitude, the years of solitude. The weight of the years like a self-denial of threads in crucifixion. The sea without owner. The vacuum of poetry, the vacuum of life. The poetry of vacuum, the life of vacuum. The weight of your dead like…

The Fight For Respect In My Identity

“They are not our friend, believe me. They’re bringing drugs. They are bringing crime. They’re rapists….and some, I assume, are good people.” Donald Trump, president of the United States. At times like this, it seems to me that everything else is unimportant. Lately, I’ve been really thinking about the importance of identity. It all started…

I know ..

find the light
in all that darkness
in all that pain 

I already have my speech for when I do something big

There are so many things I want to do It’s always scary to be in the other side of the crowd, I really never thought I would be brave  ambitious motivated enough to do something like this, but the lack of motivation got my head awake at school. And all I could do was stare at…

Inside of you

I was so inside of you that I know your heartbeat, I know how you are inside, and I still can’t understand how hour heart fits in your breast. I was inside of you, while you were giving me life even before it had started. I was so inside of you that I learned by…

Who you are?.

  Who are you Who am I Who are the rest of the world Who knows I, you and everyone are just a different characters that has its own role to perform In everyone’s life.     By Chirayu Sharma Read more texts by this author

Dreams. 

It was a chaos. The one that can’t be controlled or altered. Cannot be channeled in the right direction. It is how it is. I woke up in the morning drenched in my own sweat. Panting as I ran from my own demons. The ray of light gave me a sigh of relief. Walking down that…

I just wish//

When my pale skin touched yours, and the heat of my body was enough to shield us both from your coldness, I wish you found it soothing like I did. When your dark brown eyes looked at mine, I wish you didn’t look away before I did. When I hugged you, I wish you wrapped…