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…

Recipe

The best love stories were written nice and slowly. It’s like making a cake. First we prepare the main ingredients and pour them in a bowl. Then we incorporate the rest of them at your discretion, without skimp on quantities. Next we mix everything very well and knead at four hands until we get a…

Sweetie, You Have To Let It Go

A long time ago, my family and I visited the ethereal beaches of Cancún, Mexico. I was very young at the time, but I remember that my whole family wanted to swim deep into the ocean. Both of my parents took my brother and I’s hands, and slowly led us into the water. Now, the…

The letter. 

Dear Dad, I never told you how much I love you. I guess you never did too but I know you love me, you’ll always love me and I want you to know that I love you too. You’ve been there for me to support me in all my ups and down. Whether I tell you…

Questions (originally published on a Monday…)

Today it’s Monday, yes. Monday, that day so many hate. That day I also hate sometimes. And, nevertheless, it’s going to be a Monday on which I will give way to this new adventure I am now starting with you. Who knows!! Maybe Mondays are not that bad after all… The warm summer is about…

A New Me

  “A New Me.” (within few hours). Hint: You know me ? This question to everyone to every writer?. Puzzle: A new day of a new year for a new time for all new Life’s mission begins from date When life was born once. Let’s see who finds it first.   By Chirayu Sharma Read more…

Love is a long way

Sometimes I think that I’m like a doll in your arms and that you look at me only as a baby. Although I know you feel something too, but you’re afraid. But I’m convinced that fearful love isn’t enough reason to say goodbye because if you really loved me, you would try it and I’m sure…

Fifty times

Fifty seconds of pleasure. Fifty minutes of birth. Fifty hours of leisure. Fifty days of mirth. Fifty weeks of innocence. Fifty months of strife. Fifty seasons of evidence. Fifty years of life. By Luca Arnaldo Read more texts by this author