When your self-worth comesFrom what others think of you,You’ll always feel UNWORTHYBecause they don’t really know you. They dont know what ticks you off,What makes you laugh.They know just what they think they see.But is their VERSION who you really ought to be? Self-worth isn’t about worshipping yourself,By causing MISERY to another.Neither is it about…
This is going to be a #smallbookreview since I don’t think this book requires much more than that. As far as mysteries and thrillers go, this is a slow read, burning page by page, relying on cliffhangers at the end of each chapter but the beautiful narration, the intriguing story arcs will keep ypu hooked…
Those eyes haven’t looked at meThe way they looked at herThat once-upon-a-time whenYour heart would skip a beatOn her every appearance. Your lips have never sighed my nameLike they still trace hersWhen you, wrecked, heartsore,Cry a river on your pillow cover. Fingers, they’ve never caressed meThe way they cling to her nightdress,Or thumb through that…
© Pradita Kapahi, 2020
I know you get the urge sometimes to cry out, to vent. You seek an ear; any pair will do. The thing is the ears you crave are the ones that refused to hear you out in the first place. They are the source of your pain. But any ear does not, in fact, do.…
It’s an underrated five-letter wordThat you’ve been trying to compensate forWith gifts,With holidays;With a shrug of the shoulder. You wonder whyThey’re still aloof,When you’ve moved on.Why they still clingTo a grudgeLike lungs to a last breath. What does it cost you to say it?Is your prideLarger than the size of them,Deeper than your love for…
Title: One Girl Many Lives Authors: Ajit Yadav, Anshu Bhojnagarwala, Jithin S., Priya Bajpai and Sona Grover. Publisher: Jimpify Publishing Pages: 148 Format: Kindle Often one thing serves as an inspiration for many creative minds. Like Helen of Troy – the face that launched a thousand ships…and several books and movies, the times and life…
Yes, I know I’ll be fine. I know things will fall into a place called compromise. I know I’ll say sorry and I know I will forgive. I know that we’ll dream once more While I shove it all back, deep in my head. I know I will plunge myself into making you happy again.…
