If your eyes could speak what stories would it tell? Would it even be able to speak or would it end up choking on all the water?
SHRUTHI SAGARIf your eyes could speak what stories would it tell? Would it even be able to speak or would it end up choking on all the water?
SHRUTHI SAGARAnd in return for all the love i gave you, all you ever gave me was pain and heartbreak.
SHRUTHI SAGARYou would be so proud of me if you knew of all the ways I’ve turned my pain into art.
SHRUTHI SAGARShe was light. In the way she smiled, in the way kindness poured from her soul, and in the way her heart melted. If you ever looked carefully, you could see it in her eyes; a thousand storms but she stood there like the sun with a smile.
SHRUTHI SAGARThis soul of yours has lived a million lives before you. Listen to it, believe in it. It knows the way, it has seen it all.
SHRUTHI SAGARYou are magic wrapped in pain.
SHRUTHI SAGARIs it a boon or curse I wonder; to feel another’s pain so much to consider it my own? To moan another’s funeral as if it were my own?
SHRUTHI SAGARI believe, women are miraculous creatures. so compassionate yet carry the potential to bring you hell.
SHRUTHI SAGARDo you really think you could push away the love that’s meant for you? Do you really think you could keep the love that’s not meant for you?
SHRUTHI SAGARThis ocean of love swallowed my paper heart whole.
SHRUTHI SAGARYou don’t have to try to fix anyone. You just have to love them.
SHRUTHI SAGARBreathing is hard, my mind and heart both at war. This anxiety makes my living so hard!
SHRUTHI SAGARFault was neither yours nor mine, it’s just that it wasn’t the right time.
SHRUTHI SAGARI want to write happy poems on new years. But grief doesn’t have timelines, and it refuses to let go of me.
SHRUTHI SAGARWoman have been warriors since the beginning of time, some of us fighting to even be born.
SHRUTHI SAGARI know you are afraid to love again, but let the thrill of love be bigger than your fear of hurt.
SHRUTHI SAGAR