एक कविता और.... यह एक काव्यखंड है जिसके द्वारा, मनुष्य के सारे मनोभावों को व्यक्त करने की पूरी कोशिश की गई है। आशा है आप लोगों को यह पसंद आए।
Riding the endless wave of self erosion Bringing forth the divinity of devotion Chiding the reckless, a brave notion Nothing left but the infinity of emotion
Red isn't always romance, sometimes it's blood, Moon isn't always for lovers, but sometimes for secret cries, Flowers aren't always for marriage, but sometimes for grave, Petals aren't always soft, sometimes they prick the soul. No plagiarism/No hatred plz. Also some things might contain mature contents like self harm...
Hello to whoever comes across this. This will be a book with all of (or most of) my poetry. As a warning some of these poems will mention TW; self-harm and/or mentions of un-aliving one's self. I am NOT trying to glamorize these topics whatsoever. I wrote a lot of these during a time of my life where I struggled great...
e·the·re·al /əˈTHirēəl/ adjective 1. extremely delicate and light in a way that seems too perfect for this world. "her ethereal beauty" March 14 - April 24 ©️ 2022
