Fake diamond rings.

I don't think I've ever written about first love or high-school crush or anything of that sort. So, here it is! It's my variation on first love where two girls really like each other and then stuff happens. I do hope you like it! It starts like this : " You were a reflection of me from the way you walked, to the way you tied your hair...."

Sevenfold

Till the day the world is a safe place to live in, I'll write about the reasons why it's not. While I do sugar-coat things very often to give people reasons to smile, I know that being raw is the only option to spread awareness. This post is about marital rape and justice.

Poetry on her skin.

"1957, one autumn night, she asked me to write poetry on her skin. It was right after I'd kissed her waist and told her how her skin reminded me of paint - of blue seas, white birds, yellow autumn leaves, and red wine, every shade that made her human........."

Greetings from yesterday.

This poem is on a on a more chilled out note compared to a few other poems I've been writing lately. I got a prompt from TTT to write a poem on 'if memories wrote back'. This is it. It starts like this: "I've spent days wondering what I'd do if someday, my mailbox overflowed with letters from my yesterdays."....

Trigger alert.

The title is also the precaution I'd like you to take before reading the poem. While this post is fictitious, I don't know where the line stops. So help me out, okay? I wrote this because I know how tough it can be with triggers all around you. This post is not going to help heal you but maybe it'll let you know we all have triggers. If you don't know what triggers your friend's bad memory, ask and try to not hurt them. It'll mean so much to everyone.....