Shristee Singh
Abstract Drama
Smoke from cigarette curled
Fading into the sky...
Some on bronchus perched
Undeciphered by eyes.
Flying Fish
Shailputri
Knock Knock
Dreams
Smoke
Charred..
Anklet
Winter At Gra...
Super Hero
a heart for m...
They don't seem to be content somehow They don't seem to be content somehow
Always live with your colour... Always live with your colour...
This poem shows Post Trauma Self Destruction This poem shows Post Trauma Self Destruction
The poem describes life after the mother's death. The poem describes life after the mother's death.
I repeat this ritual, till my heart stops feeling like it would implode, I repeat this ritual, till my heart stops feeling like it would implode,
मजलूमों के वास्ते जहरीले आसूँ रईसों की मुस्कान हुई जाती है। मजलूमों के वास्ते जहरीले आसूँ रईसों की मुस्कान हुई जाती है।
He doesn't want to dive deep anymore... He doesn't want to dive deep anymore...
Betraying trust is the nee trend Betraying trust is the nee trend
But it is not darkness which is the absence of light But it is not darkness which is the absence of light
Loving him was red, Losing him was blue as I become colorful till noon... Loving him was red, Losing him was blue as I become colorful till noon...
Cleansing auras with each step and breath, I needed a break! Cleansing auras with each step and breath, I needed a break!
You become the best verse I ever quoted You become the best verse I ever quoted
Just my honest thoughts in my Orange Garden Just my honest thoughts in my Orange Garden
Your insolent gaze was too high, so you were wrecked Your insolent gaze was too high, so you were wrecked
All of a Sudden Sounds turning in Noise All of a Sudden Sounds turning in Noise
What shall be the ship's fate? What shall be the ship's fate?
And what if I say you are a sanctified flower on a gloomy night And what if I say you are a sanctified flower on a gloomy night
And chirping of birds, And fountains of water And chirping of birds, And fountains of water
It's about the downfalls, the shortcomings and then the rising. The feeling of contentment. It's about the downfalls, the shortcomings and then the rising. The feeling of c...
I thought of the old times when I was here. I thought of the old times when I was here.