Khushi Soni

| a daisy born from volcanic cores |

| baby, i've got bones of gold and arteries of lilacs |

| after an eternal dormancy, i am growing in the most beautiful dimensions. universe is kind |

❝ when something so great as the sun has to go down and soar back up every next day, what size of atomic accumulation are we humans? ❞

~Letters to Life

| Writing is a calling for me, not a choice. |

| I will put a grain of my soul in each word I write and when every drop of my soul is poured out on paper, I will die in peace. So you can call me a poem when I'm done. |

| Let us answer a book of ink with a book of flesh and blood. |

Letters to Life: Letters written to a lost life [ completed ]

Letters to Life: Letters written to a loved life [ completed ]

Gold & Lilacs [ completed ]

To the Roses and the Thorns [ ongoing ]

Molten Sunlets [ ongoing ]

The Sanctum to His Demons [ coming soon ]