Poetry

She

Reminisce her smell that lingered that evening,
When her laugh turned even the melancholy pleasant.
Her prance brought back the most needed zeal to live,
Her locks were the only obscure shield to her brightened up visage.

Aditi Gupta

Maktub: It Is Written

Don’t be so hard on yourself, you know you’ll get there,right? Just smile fake it but have faith. It’s just not a word, it’s something for which you’re alive . Don’t you ever forget that. It’ll be all okay. And if it doesn’t you know what’s next?