I dream of days with you Days filled with wandering into unseen, dreamy places Discovering new crevices in each other’s hearts Looking at the nightlights whilst listening to the crescendo of waves Crashing into the rocks Cliched, I know But then, so is love. I dream of these cityscapes Of spending nights strolling with you Talking about life, old tales,…
Author: Anaiya Kalra
Isn’t it Funny?
Isn’t it funny How every minute a person dies And somewhere someone crumbles, Succumbing to the grief, And yet million others probably had The greatest day of their lives. Isn’t it funny How cruel words roll right off our tongues and into the abyss of insecurity Acting as a dagger to another’s Already crippling self esteem. Isn’t it funny How we…