I have inherited my fathers rage and my mothers silence. Everyday is a survival. I am a fire burning, just invisible.
SHRUTHI SAGARI have inherited my fathers rage and my mothers silence. Everyday is a survival. I am a fire burning, just invisible.
SHRUTHI SAGARFor without tragedies there is no life & what is life if not all our tragedies put together?
SHRUTHI SAGARLoves a drug, the one who overdoses bears the consequences.
SHRUTHI SAGARYour thoughts were a prison and I? A helpless prisoner.
SHRUTHI SAGARWhat is my poetry if not all of my sorrows blooming?
SHRUTHI SAGARYou say you don’t care but every time he gets hurt you feel the pain too.
SHRUTHI SAGARRain love on the people that mean the world to you.
SHRUTHI SAGARDon’t look at her kind eyes and mistake it for kindness, you are yet unaware about the audacity in her bones and strength in her veins.
SHRUTHI SAGARIt’s easier to say love doesn’t come to you rather than explaining why you push it away.
SHRUTHI SAGARLook at me, comforting you with the words I wish someone spoke to me.
SHRUTHI SAGARBut hopes are just dreams and not all dreams come true. So I hope of you, knowing very well that you could never come true.
SHRUTHI SAGARAnd in return for all the love i gave you, all you ever gave me was pain and heartbreak.
SHRUTHI SAGARAnd when instead of flowers your heart grows thorns – that’s when you know it does not love.
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 SAGARHe tells me he is broken and love isn’t for him. Someone, please go tell him, heart break births the best of lovers.
SHRUTHI SAGARKiss his wounds and tell him its okay to cry, humans have emotions and they bleed sometimes.
SHRUTHI SAGAR