Is 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 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 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 SAGARDeath I believe has many forms. It is a shapeshifter. But amongst all the forms it has, love is my favorite.
SHRUTHI SAGARI hope you find someone, who pours love like rain during monsoon, onto all broken parts of you.
SHRUTHI SAGARI believe, women are miraculous creatures. so compassionate yet carry the potential to bring you hell.
SHRUTHI SAGARPeople could stab me with knives and I would still get them aid, For I see a glimpse of me in them. But sadly, people aren’t mirrors.
SHRUTHI SAGARLook at me, comforting you with the words I wish someone spoke to me.
SHRUTHI SAGARIs the love you are getting, also the one you deserve?
SHRUTHI SAGARI am fire on the verge of ignition, don’t mistake me for a flame and then blame me for your destruction.
SHRUTHI SAGARLook into my eyes and tell me I a matter. Then in my eyes see how it’s always been you who matters.
SHRUTHI SAGARYou hurt and I bleed. What a curse to feel so deeply.
SHRUTHI SAGARYour thoughts were a prison and I? A helpless prisoner.
SHRUTHI SAGARYou seem like such a long ago; but you were supposed to be my forever?
SHRUTHI SAGARThere is no love deeper than a broken soul madly in love.
SHRUTHI SAGARYou are a nameless prayer, my heart begs to be brought again to existence.
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 SAGAR