The moon is the witness of all the nights I’ve spent waiting for your return.
SHRUTHI SAGARThe moon is the witness of all the nights I’ve spent waiting for your return.
SHRUTHI SAGARI keep you in my heart, like a dream unfulfilled. Like an incomplete wish. Like something I can crave but never have. Ever since the beginning of time, what has love been anyway? if not longing or heartbreak?
SHRUTHI SAGARSelf love is breaking your own heart to save your soul from shattering.
SHRUTHI SAGARI believe, women are miraculous creatures. so compassionate yet carry the potential to bring you hell.
SHRUTHI SAGARI know I say I don’t care, but if you were on the verge of dying I’d give you in my life.
SHRUTHI SAGARI’ve never been much of a dancer. But healing is a song I’ve been learning to dance on.
SHRUTHI SAGARMy lips have been silenced for so long, my own voice feels like a stranger.
SHRUTHI SAGARFault was neither yours nor mine, it’s just that it wasn’t the right time.
SHRUTHI SAGARThe Love in your eyes will forever hold a glimpse of me.
SHRUTHI SAGARAll the dreams you planted in my eyes, will someday haunt you alive.
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 SAGARAren’t all poets born from tragedy?
SHRUTHI SAGARLoves a drug, the one who overdoses bears the consequences.
SHRUTHI SAGARIs the love you are getting, also the one you deserve?
SHRUTHI SAGARI had a playlist of his name. Of songs he would send me now and then. Now every song I hear is a ghost of him. A reminder that he is here. But he is not.
SHRUTHI SAGARYou are magic wrapped in pain.
SHRUTHI SAGAR