✨Riya✨

a small token of kindness [ 17th september 2025, wednesday ] 
          
          broken fury, dead incitement, delirium stitched in emotions. yearning winds, fanning destructions, branches that bury their homelands. 
          
          systemic disorientations, horrors owed to joys that bleed. mysterious differences, confusions constructed, alarms that ring but souls that refuse to awaken. 
          
          blaring conquerors, forgotten tunnels, coffee cooling beside unmade dread. thrumming fingertips, raging purposes, metamorphosis: humans crawling, carrying everyday banters. 
          
          the sun with a thousand eyes, the night with hidden crimes, feathers drowned in poet's ink. sorrows of lyrics, wings lost in the blue, life that feeds one melancholy, souls distilling it into hope. 
           #adropofhumanity

a small token of kindness [ 01st september, 2025 — monday] 
          
          words plated in heirlooms, heavy with light,
          tinkling cuts, dazzling wounds —
          weaponry forged from childhood gloom,
          wars cradled in a mother’s stolen womb. 
          
          windmills bow above folded clothes,
          grandmother’s peach crumble cooling on the sill.
          cottages lean, tethered with ghosts —
          growth a gamble, memory the wager. 
          
          tender hearts rest in greasy hands,
          coloured proses, begotten rhyme.
          measuring the gaps of fleeting hours,
          tidy rooms against the storm of rest. 
          
          roads of chemicals, an age of hearts,
          souls displaced, refugees of home.
          effervescence rushes, skeletons mist-bound —
          a tale as old as precedents. 
          
          labyrinthine dashes, nuance permitted,
          olives of faith, olives betrayed.
          a marathon — glass slippers sublime —
          and all of life becomes a floor for dancing,
          a garden for incitement,
          a bloom pressed against time. 
           #adropofhumanity 

a token of kindness [ 24th august, 2025 — sunday ] 
          
          where comes the chaos? soar and sin, the culprit,
          from the lodging inns. surrendered and sought,
          beavering, bold— a little of the timid, a lot of the known. 
          
          swinging with pride, doors left unknocked,
          a guest invited under intoxication’s hold.
          forging, jeopardising, guided by homely apple-pie servings; bruised words swept beneath the rug of humility. 
          
          barks and bellows, odours, open wounds,
          entangled chairs and a single creaking move.
          whisper, then wait, tremors that carry
          a mouth of screams— beginning and dying
          in a parched throat. 
          
          kalopsia and kites— a guest like ropeburn,
          pricking like wine. mindful maps, mindless routes,
          sanctuaries like lies that bury the truth.
          shadows stumble, shoes fade—
          a blessing strikes a menace, transforming a paper cut into a prayer. 
           #adropofhumanity 

a token of kindness [ 18th august 2025, monday ] 
          
          "green and gold, bumblebees and blooms, notorious affairs of the innocent homes; half of wounds are entombed in windy trails, while the remaining lie maimed in terraces aged. 
          
          eye and a wisdom tooth, bear and tear, wavelets of death caressing the feeble veil; garbled silences in pictures hung, hung were the joys of the crusted youth. keepsakes assignable, september — a bright shy; one step of risk, one step of ice. 
          
          cliffs and cuts that swallow the shore, earth is an art with its slinky tides and falling feathers; rhythm and rhyme mold the blood, like granules of sand that recognise a home in your skin. 
          
           liquor and tea, a prison and a poison; every scream becomes a rotten whisper. quite a wonder, the heart one carries with pride, the same which injures the soul — punished with suffocation behind clasping ribs, where it beats and beats, severing its rest."
           #adropofhumanity 

Hi guys. It's me, silverfae, hope this message finds you in joy and good health <3. So yeah, somehow wattpad isn't letting me log back into my old account. So, long story short, I accidentally broke my phone and totally forgot wattpad existed for like more than a year. I'm planning to modify and rewrite PandavaBhagini from this account. I think I'm cringing at all of those errors my younger self made, so if you're still here please wait for some more time, I'll be sure to create and actually finish a book this time! Again, sorry for making you guys wait.
          
          Yours,
          Silverfae (now rithhikiwi) 

Update

Helloo!
          I am new author working on a piece of work confined to the genre of historical fiction, please give it a try if your time allows,  the book is freshly published and is yet to bud-to-better with the upcoming chapters, I'd love to have you join me in this journey, your support shall be highly appreciated!♡
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/368582953?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=snzflxvr

Hey , hope this message finds you well 
          This is my  first book here 
          Hope it doesn't disappoints you
           please shower your love and support 
          
          
          The cold hearted ceo collides with runawaybride who is also a doctor who has obsessed the ceo with her . Join. their journey to know how he plays dirty and stalks her to cage her in his world. Will they fall in love or destroy each other with their hatred 
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/358591301?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=niittii123

Going on a two week hiatus for my exams! 

I just tried the humming thing from ur bio and I failed