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And ever so slowly I fell in love with you while watching you lost in worlds far away from me with the way you lose yourself in stories drifting to unreal places desiring fictional novices when you scribble hurriedly when you smile... Continue Reading →

Unlove

One fine evening I sat knitting. Shifting patterns and struggled trials, Doing and undoing the thing, over and over again... At times, I cursed beneath my breath, other times, I hurled them yarns and needles, right across the room... It was less... Continue Reading →

What is Love?

Growing up watching the mindless melodramatic romance in movies, I always thought love was something that got you butterflies. That a mere smile lights up your life when that one person so much as looks at you. How it sends... Continue Reading →

Convalesce

An ethereal shift An enter to exit No backspace Nothing to erase ♥ No feelings No control Free as a dove No more in love ~~~~~~~ Asha Seth

Tell Me

Tell me you love me and there's nothing more I need to know  Tell me you hate me and there's nothing more I want to know Tell me  you want to give it a chance and there's nothing I would not... Continue Reading →

Hurt

It doesn't hurt as much When you say you don't love me It doesn't hurt as much When you show you don't need me But it does hurt When you walk away each time It does hurt When you say... Continue Reading →

Mysterious

Hidden with dense interpretations Left to his mind’s contemplation Her mysterious expressions Stir his insides A momentary pause From the routine Letting herself wander Perhaps, in the world of her dreams Those tiny little curves Find him in a wonder... Continue Reading →

Nostalgic

Why do birthdays bring a wave of nostalgia? Pondering as much as I am, I can only rejoice in the sudden rush of emotions the memories have fetched, leaving me nostalgic. It’s my little sister’s birthday today and once again... Continue Reading →

Letters

On the loneliest days, when living's hard to do, infused with pensive longing, your letters carry your smell, and also the reason for wanting to breathe again ~~~~~~~ Asha Seth

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