Hey, I'm Srija Sura. My words emerge from the beautiful mess of my thoughts and the intricate clusters of my vision.
A gloomy day? gloomy—in the way everything feels blue. The weird hiss of air creeping through the ha... A gloomy day? gloomy—in the way everything feels blue. The weird hiss of air cre...
I’m confused, should I blame the mind, Full of thoughts that seem unkind? Or is it the heart, ... I’m confused, should I blame the mind, Full of thoughts that seem unkind? ...
"A traveler of thoughts, wandering where I belong. Maybe dreams and reality can coexist, and I don’t... "A traveler of thoughts, wandering where I belong. Maybe dreams and reality can ...
"The fire burns beneath, raging to consume the shame, the starvation—to destroy the useless attire, ... "The fire burns beneath, raging to consume the shame, the starvation—to destroy ...
"How long will it take for my dreams to unfold, for my soul to feel whole? Until then, I’ll keep wai... "How long will it take for my dreams to unfold, for my soul to feel whole? Until...
"Heart felt right when you said I live in yours. But the heart, ever a wanderer, whispered to the wi... "Heart felt right when you said I live in yours. But the heart, ever a wanderer,...
Lost in thoughts, Thoughts that make me dizzy. The dizziness—perhaps a trance, A trance t... Lost in thoughts, Thoughts that make me dizzy. The dizziness—perhaps a tr...