xqrhmnia·3d agoThe power of silence but i’m brokeSilence is the fastest way to pull me into the darkest abyss—one that destroys me.
Savri Gupta·4d agoWhen I Am Ten AgainThere is something rather unfortunate about growing older and discovering that you have not necessarily grown out of anything. I used to…
ASTHA SRIVASTAVA·Oct 27STARING AT THE CEILING…Staring at the ceiling, Thoughts are filling, feeling like dead inside, But still happy on this ride.
ASTHA SRIVASTAVA·Oct 26SHE IS NOT CONFESSING, CAUSE SHE KNOWS THE ANSWERShe knows you have never been interested in her She knows you have never been interested to talk to her She knows she is not the one whom…
Patrick Carroll·Oct 25Deathly ImageryIn their poem “Way out West”, Amiri Baraka uses simple diction to invoke a simple yet complex image of death.A response icon1A response icon1
Letters to someone·Oct 22I’m here, at twenty-sevenFrom a distance, my life looks like somewhere you could rest. I don’t pay rent. I’m not drowning in debt. I can buy a ticket, pack a bag…
