highest rank #01 in poetry | shortlisted for the fiction awards 2018 under best poetry | featured by wp_poetry.
❛ behind a fake facade we hide.
⠀ cherry lips and liquor lies. ❜
-a series of words, drabbles and midnight thoughts that remained uns...
the aftertaste of us is bittersweet. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ i realise, putting down the picture of us. that's where i find you now, in pictures and memories — amidst hazy smiles intertwined with white lies. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ and i can't help but recall how we spent our days chasing sunsets and dandelions, our nights, pondering over who we've become. letting go of the little things, we once held so close. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ the laughter so hard you tear up, the smile you hide when you stumble over a sentence because you can't stop the laugh at what you are about to say, the holding hands, the accidental bumping of our shoulders when walking, the sparkly eyes trapped in a lacy daydream. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ we let go off all these little things and now desperately hold onto them. like dead flowers pressed between our books, oh so calamitous. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ because you see, the aftertaste of us is bittersweet.
— anwesha s.
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