He has had infinite memories with her
He has had thousands of pictures with her
He has been her saviour
To him,she was a warrior.
Millions of 3 AM conversation,
They were the true definition of perfection
He was there through the period cramps,
He was her life's lamp..
"Your boyfriend?" They asked
"My bestfriend ", she smiled..
#Akshita #poem #review
He has had thousands of pictures with her
He has been her saviour
To him,she was a warrior.
Millions of 3 AM conversation,
They were the true definition of perfection
He was there through the period cramps,
He was her life's lamp..
"Your boyfriend?" They asked
"My bestfriend ", she smiled..
#Akshita #poem #review
He has had infinite memories with her
He has had thousands of pictures with her
He has been her saviour
To him,she was a warrior.
Millions of 3 AM conversation,
They were the true definition of perfection
He was there through the period cramps,
He was her life's lamp..
"Your boyfriend?" They asked
"My bestfriend ", she smiled..
#Akshita #poem #review
He has had thousands of pictures with her
He has been her saviour
To him,she was a warrior.
Millions of 3 AM conversation,
They were the true definition of perfection
He was there through the period cramps,
He was her life's lamp..
"Your boyfriend?" They asked
"My bestfriend ", she smiled..
#Akshita #poem #review
THE INTROVERT EXTROVERT❤️
An introvert in people's eye,
Was an extrovert at heart..
She was known to be shy
But talking was her art..
She kept things to herself,
Her thoughts were stars,
She realied on herself,
Cuz she has had many scars..
She knew what's her power
She was a blooming flower,
She was now graceful,
And not anymore fearful.
She was now graceful,
And not anymore fearful..!!
#akshita #review # poem
An introvert in people's eye,
Was an extrovert at heart..
She was known to be shy
But talking was her art..
She kept things to herself,
Her thoughts were stars,
She realied on herself,
Cuz she has had many scars..
She knew what's her power
She was a blooming flower,
She was now graceful,
And not anymore fearful.
She was now graceful,
And not anymore fearful..!!
#akshita #review # poem
THE INTROVERT EXTROVERT❤️
An introvert in people's eye,
Was an extrovert at heart..
She was known to be shy
But talking was her art..
She kept things to herself,
Her thoughts were stars,
She realied on herself,
Cuz she has had many scars..
She knew what's her power
She was a blooming flower,
She was now graceful,
And not anymore fearful.
She was now graceful,
And not anymore fearful..!!
#akshita #review #poem
An introvert in people's eye,
Was an extrovert at heart..
She was known to be shy
But talking was her art..
She kept things to herself,
Her thoughts were stars,
She realied on herself,
Cuz she has had many scars..
She knew what's her power
She was a blooming flower,
She was now graceful,
And not anymore fearful.
She was now graceful,
And not anymore fearful..!!
#akshita #review #poem
THE INTROVERT EXTROVERT❤️
An introvert in people's eye,
Was an extrovert at heart..
She was known to be shy
But talking was her art..
She kept things to herself,
Her thoughts were stars,
She realied on herself,
Cuz she has had many scars..
She knew what's her power
She was a blooming flower,
She was now graceful,
And not anymore fearful.
She was now graceful,
And not anymore fearful..!!
#akshita #review #poem
An introvert in people's eye,
Was an extrovert at heart..
She was known to be shy
But talking was her art..
She kept things to herself,
Her thoughts were stars,
She realied on herself,
Cuz she has had many scars..
She knew what's her power
She was a blooming flower,
She was now graceful,
And not anymore fearful.
She was now graceful,
And not anymore fearful..!!
#akshita #review #poem
THE INTROVERT EXTROVERT❤️
An introvert in people's eye,
Was an extrovert at heart..
She was known to be shy
But talking was her art..
She kept things to herself,
Her thoughts were stars,
She relied on herself,
Cause she has had many scars..
She knew what's her power
She was a blooming flower,
She was now graceful,
And not anymore fearful.
She was now graceful,
And not anymore fearful..!!
#poem #review #akshita
An introvert in people's eye,
Was an extrovert at heart..
She was known to be shy
But talking was her art..
She kept things to herself,
Her thoughts were stars,
She relied on herself,
Cause she has had many scars..
She knew what's her power
She was a blooming flower,
She was now graceful,
And not anymore fearful.
She was now graceful,
And not anymore fearful..!!
#poem #review #akshita
A fragment of sunlight lit my face,
My saddened heart picked up pace.!!
The mistakes i have done
Were suddenly forgotten..
The emptiness within me was filled,
The surroundings were now thrilled..
I didn't blame myself anymore,
The lost sea now found its shore
The lost sea now found its shore..!!
#akshita #review #poem
My saddened heart picked up pace.!!
The mistakes i have done
Were suddenly forgotten..
The emptiness within me was filled,
The surroundings were now thrilled..
I didn't blame myself anymore,
The lost sea now found its shore
The lost sea now found its shore..!!
#akshita #review #poem
Broken heart
Disguised in her smile,
Was her pain
Under the glasses,
Were the dark circles
The morning to her was not blissful
Because all she had were tears full
Her heart was drenched
Her emotions were tightly clenched..
All she could think of,
Was how she was left off..
There was no relief on her face,
She no longer had solace
She was disappointed
The one whom she loved
Has betrayed her,
And now she was emptied
Nothing remained,
All she was left with is
Just a broken heart..Just a broken heart..
#akshita #review #poem
Disguised in her smile,
Was her pain
Under the glasses,
Were the dark circles
The morning to her was not blissful
Because all she had were tears full
Her heart was drenched
Her emotions were tightly clenched..
All she could think of,
Was how she was left off..
There was no relief on her face,
She no longer had solace
She was disappointed
The one whom she loved
Has betrayed her,
And now she was emptied
Nothing remained,
All she was left with is
Just a broken heart..Just a broken heart..
#akshita #review #poem
Broken heart
Disguised in her smile,
Was her pain
Under the glasses,
Were the dark circles
The morning to her was not blissful
Because all she had were tears full
Her heart was drenched
Her emotions were tightly clenched..
All she could think of,
Was how she was left off..
There was no relief on her face,
She no longer had solace
She was disappointed
The one whom she loved
Has betrayed her,
And now she was emptied
Nothing remained,
All she was left with is
Just a broken heart..Just a broken heart..
#akshita #review #poem
Disguised in her smile,
Was her pain
Under the glasses,
Were the dark circles
The morning to her was not blissful
Because all she had were tears full
Her heart was drenched
Her emotions were tightly clenched..
All she could think of,
Was how she was left off..
There was no relief on her face,
She no longer had solace
She was disappointed
The one whom she loved
Has betrayed her,
And now she was emptied
Nothing remained,
All she was left with is
Just a broken heart..Just a broken heart..
#akshita #review #poem
Childhood
Candies and popsicles,colas and juices
Sweets and lollies, chocolates and mousses;
The time when these were my treasures,
The time when these gave me real pleasure
When i was carefree and joyous,
When i was never serious,
When fairies and santa existed,
When life wasn't this twisted.
I was the king,
I owned everything
Batmans and supermans,
Made me their fans
I look back to those days,
When the sea of my thoughts had no bays
And Oh! I wish my childhood returns,
Making this miserable adulthood overturn..
And oh! I wish my childhood returns,
Making this miserable adulthood overturn...
#review #poem #akshita
Candies and popsicles,colas and juices
Sweets and lollies, chocolates and mousses;
The time when these were my treasures,
The time when these gave me real pleasure
When i was carefree and joyous,
When i was never serious,
When fairies and santa existed,
When life wasn't this twisted.
I was the king,
I owned everything
Batmans and supermans,
Made me their fans
I look back to those days,
When the sea of my thoughts had no bays
And Oh! I wish my childhood returns,
Making this miserable adulthood overturn..
And oh! I wish my childhood returns,
Making this miserable adulthood overturn...
#review #poem #akshita
Dark night with black clouds ;
She was shouting out so loud,
She struggled and fought,
This is cruel,she thought.
The nine months of love,
The nine months of care,
The nine months of nurturing,
The nine months of pain;
She couldn't let them go in vain
A fairy laid in her arms;
But to society she was a harm,
To them the baby girl was misfortune,
And so the mother was importuned
She scuffled and brawled
She was strong and bold.
Her princess would survive
She would definitely thrive..
So she gathered her courage
And she did outrage,
With her baby seized in her arms,
She ran through forests and farms,
After fleeing for days ;
Amidst greenery and hays,
She found a paradise,
For them to reside,
And they stayed happily ever after
And they stayed happily ever after..!!
#review #poem #akshita
She was shouting out so loud,
She struggled and fought,
This is cruel,she thought.
The nine months of love,
The nine months of care,
The nine months of nurturing,
The nine months of pain;
She couldn't let them go in vain
A fairy laid in her arms;
But to society she was a harm,
To them the baby girl was misfortune,
And so the mother was importuned
She scuffled and brawled
She was strong and bold.
Her princess would survive
She would definitely thrive..
So she gathered her courage
And she did outrage,
With her baby seized in her arms,
She ran through forests and farms,
After fleeing for days ;
Amidst greenery and hays,
She found a paradise,
For them to reside,
And they stayed happily ever after
And they stayed happily ever after..!!
#review #poem #akshita
Dark night with black clouds ;
She was shouting out so loud,
She struggled and fought,
This is cruel,she thought.
The nine months of love,
The nine months of care,
The nine months of nurturing,
The nine months of pain;
She couldn't let them go in vain
A fairy laid in her arms;
But to society she was a harm,
To them the baby girl was misfortune,
And so the mother was importuned
She scuffled and brawled
She was strong and bold.
Her princess would survive
She would definitely thrive..
So she gathered her courage
And she did outrage,
With her baby seized in her arms,
She ran through forests and farms,
After fleeing for days ;
Amidst greenery and hays,
She found a paradise,
For them to reside,
And they stayed happily ever after
And they stayed happily ever after..!!
#review #poem #akshita
She was shouting out so loud,
She struggled and fought,
This is cruel,she thought.
The nine months of love,
The nine months of care,
The nine months of nurturing,
The nine months of pain;
She couldn't let them go in vain
A fairy laid in her arms;
But to society she was a harm,
To them the baby girl was misfortune,
And so the mother was importuned
She scuffled and brawled
She was strong and bold.
Her princess would survive
She would definitely thrive..
So she gathered her courage
And she did outrage,
With her baby seized in her arms,
She ran through forests and farms,
After fleeing for days ;
Amidst greenery and hays,
She found a paradise,
For them to reside,
And they stayed happily ever after
And they stayed happily ever after..!!
#review #poem #akshita
I miss the way we counted stars,
The way you sang to me with your guitar.
I miss the way we cuddled,
When things were not this muddled.
The times you wiped my tears,
The times when you made me fought my fears.
The things we did in love,
When we lived together in our cove.
But now,time has took you away
And oh! My life is now all gray.
I wish i could rewrite the stars,
But,i know I can't and it's bizzare.
I hope you return,
And heal my heart's burn.
Because i still believe,
That only you can give my heart relief...
#review #poem #akshita
The way you sang to me with your guitar.
I miss the way we cuddled,
When things were not this muddled.
The times you wiped my tears,
The times when you made me fought my fears.
The things we did in love,
When we lived together in our cove.
But now,time has took you away
And oh! My life is now all gray.
I wish i could rewrite the stars,
But,i know I can't and it's bizzare.
I hope you return,
And heal my heart's burn.
Because i still believe,
That only you can give my heart relief...
#review #poem #akshita
I miss the way we counted stars,
The way you sang to me with your guitar.
I miss the way we cuddled,
When things were not this muddled.
The times you wiped my tears,
The times when you made me fought my fears.
The things we did in love,
When we lived together in our cove.
But now,time has took you away
And oh! My life is now all gray.
I wish i could rewrite the stars,
But,i know I can't and it's bizzare.
I hope you return,
And heal my heart's burn.
Because i still believe,
That only you can give my heart a relief...
#review #poem #akshita
The way you sang to me with your guitar.
I miss the way we cuddled,
When things were not this muddled.
The times you wiped my tears,
The times when you made me fought my fears.
The things we did in love,
When we lived together in our cove.
But now,time has took you away
And oh! My life is now all gray.
I wish i could rewrite the stars,
But,i know I can't and it's bizzare.
I hope you return,
And heal my heart's burn.
Because i still believe,
That only you can give my heart a relief...
#review #poem #akshita
Prose
The night was dark and obscure,
A lady lying down,was she impure?
Her face was pale and plain,
Her body stiff and in pain
Her eyes devoid of light,
Now,her voice couldn't fight
To the society,she was at guilty,
Weren't the men who raped her did iniquity?
She was stumbling upon her thought;
Why was she the one to be caught?
Were her clothes or candidness her fault?
Are they the ones who led to her assault?
She was tired of questioning,
Everything people said to her was deafening.
Her need was a quiet and lonely place,
For her to find solace.
All she wished was to have a Krishna,
The only question that mattered was if there are millions of draupadi,then why just one Krishna..??
#prose #review #akshita
The night was dark and obscure,
A lady lying down,was she impure?
Her face was pale and plain,
Her body stiff and in pain
Her eyes devoid of light,
Now,her voice couldn't fight
To the society,she was at guilty,
Weren't the men who raped her did iniquity?
She was stumbling upon her thought;
Why was she the one to be caught?
Were her clothes or candidness her fault?
Are they the ones who led to her assault?
She was tired of questioning,
Everything people said to her was deafening.
Her need was a quiet and lonely place,
For her to find solace.
All she wished was to have a Krishna,
The only question that mattered was if there are millions of draupadi,then why just one Krishna..??
#prose #review #akshita