What am I to you Who am I to you A friend in need or a friend indeed ? Someone whom you chase when everyone else is left behind and someone whom you call out when everyone else is out… Continue Reading →
You know when I write ‘you’ in my poems it always means ‘you’ I lie and call it fiction twist my words coat them with metaphors so you wont know that I haven’t stopped writing about you when I write… Continue Reading →
To My Ex, Where do I start ? There are so many things which were left unsaid. There are so many feelings which remained unexpressed. Yes ,I have always been bad at expressing myself. And you know it too. It’s… Continue Reading →
Hey , Accidental Blogger ! It’s been two months since you were born. Out of nowhere as an accident. That’s why you’re called “Accidental Blogger”. You are someone I always wanted to be. You’ve all the qualities I always dreamt… Continue Reading →
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