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Ongoing, First published Sep 19, 2017
Mature
4:23 am Thoughts //Dhriti Wadhwa and Aayush Anandan//

POETRY+PROSE. 

"I could see it in her eyes,
the way she looked at me.
Seemingly hypnotised, blissed out of my presence. 
I wish I could hold her hands, feel every inch of her, all so innocuously only one could imagine.
But her hands felt the avidity of someone else."
//By Aayush Anandan//

"Have you ever felt that it's all your fault and it's all your doings that let everything fall? The pain of being a burden on your own family, the cries of being a failure, it all takes a tole once in a while. Your mom cries, dad's worried sick? And then you remember it's all your doings, the easy go side gone and the sympathy now up gain when you don't reach upto a certain level? Have you ever felt a heart wrecking pang that led you tumble on the path of self destruction? A blade, a piece of glass, both in your hand and you cut out your wrists? The counting of stories of a building just to jump of them? Have you ever felt like loser, who never achieved anything in life? Not even to prove anything to anyone? How about you go through these and still feel a numb throbbing in your heart that wants you to wake up from the nightmare, but slowly it seeps in that the reality is much more worse than the nightmares?"
// By Dhriti Wadhwa @wordswithsmoke //



Sometimes you come across feelings that are beyond your control, that sometimes consume you so much that you end up in thoughts of dark alleys. This book is a mixture of thoughts, pain, hurt, common sense and almost every human emotion. Welcome to the world of poetry and prose.
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