To the flamboyant boy from my school, I realize now you’ve always been cool.
SHREYA JOSHITo the flamboyant boy from my school, I realize now you’ve always been cool.
SHREYA JOSHII’m my daddy’s little warrior, I’m the writer of my destiny.
SHREYA JOSHII feel like my breath is muffled, and my heart is too heavy to beat, as if I’m drowning in a pool of air.
SHREYA JOSHIYou act like a cold cold man, frozen beyond repair, hardly uttering any word, action laced demeanor. Yet everything about you, from your ebony eyes, to your dazzling smile, makes me feel warm inside.
SHREYA JOSHILove is more than expensive gifts and grand gestures. It’s the little things that matter.
SHREYA JOSHIYou’re a patched tapestry, of deep childhood trauma’s, and unkept promises.
SHREYA JOSHISomedays I fear, I’ll run out of words.
SHREYA JOSHII felt the warmest on winter drives with you.
SHREYA JOSHIVibes change, connections break.
SHREYA JOSHIYour eyes met mine, and we know our story, from beginning to the end, all things said and unsaid.
SHREYA JOSHIWriters block grappled our souls, we fought back with our words.
SHREYA JOSHICan you hear my silence? I’m screaming pretty damn loud.
SHREYA JOSHIIf this was my last poem I’d dedicate it to myself.
SHREYA JOSHII jab my own heart with a knife, thinking about you on and on. How dare you enter my life just to make me feel torn?
SHREYA JOSHIWhen you talk, it feels like a song, and when you walk by, the time stops.
SHREYA JOSHIWhen words fail, tears well.
SHREYA JOSHI