Home is where we feel safe
Home is where all the good lies
Is this home?
If yes, why is it that my heart cries?
-self
i love narrative poetry. the poetry with a sense of a story... of deep passion, desire, betrayal, power, hatred, sadness.
and i even believe that someday i'll have the courage to wear my heart on my sleeve.
btw... small town rocks... its so peaceful. specifically in the rainy season... aahha.... jannat!!
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Stories by Shreya
