Blank Stares

when he looked at me it felt as though  he was trying to solve a mystery in the beginning, I wanted more much more than them blank stares they didn’t make sense why wouldn’t he say why not even try steal glances, he did but in the moment that our gazes met I swear, I... Continue Reading →

Indifference

it doesn’t matter  whether days fuse into nights or seas dissolve into the skies you carry on breathing the same air eating the same dust as the day you were born like the day after you die ~~~~~ Asha Seth

Sometimes, I am a writer…

Sometimes, I am a writer. Most times, just a dreamer. Sometimes, I am a writer. Most times, just an observer. Sometimes, I am a writer. Most times, just a muser. Sometimes, I am a writer. Most times, just a craver. Sometimes, I am a writer. Most times, just a reader. Sometimes, I am a writer.... Continue Reading →

Star-crossed

in the dark of the night the pen kissed the paper met only to be parted like star-crossed lovers ~~~~~ Written for the writing prompt #starcrossed on Instagram. If you too are on Instagram, you can find it here. ~~~~~ Asha Seth

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