Healing.. a process

I know these sudden urges, where we lose control.. At times we give into them and fail to fight back. On other occasions, we beat it proud and good And in both cases it’s okay..  Don’t kill yourself over the choices you had already made. Not always we are right, not every time we are…

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He walked down the hall hoping it was wrong. It was all a lie. Curtains being torn in holes, but the plates were fresh, the smell of the supper still trapped in the house as he walked up the stairs. Still afraid, he opens the first door. He stood their like a statue and his…

Hiraeth.

I’ve burned down stars And crossed entire oceans With homesickness Being the only Feeling I’ve ever known. My bones ache To belong But I wonder How can I Feel hiraeth When no place has Ever quite Felt like home? -Rupali Jeganathan Follow me on my personal blog at Literature Is My Porn.

Lone Wolf.

  Underneath the starry sky A lone wolf Howls at the full moon Its cries, hauntingly familiar And, oh-so-heartbreaking. * From behind a tree Another wolf watches The lone wolf howling With melancholic eyes For, it knows the pain Of yearning for a love It can never touch. -Rupali Jeganathan Image Credits: CCO. P.S. Inspired…

Bruised Melodies.

My broken pieces dance  to the rhythm of your bruised melodies.   By Rupali Jeganathan Read more texts by this author Image credits: Google. Follow me on Instagram and Medium.

I just wish//

When my pale skin touched yours, and the heat of my body was enough to shield us both from your coldness, I wish you found it soothing like I did. When your dark brown eyes looked at mine, I wish you didn’t look away before I did. When I hugged you, I wish you wrapped…

The letter. 

Dear Dad, I never told you how much I love you. I guess you never did too but I know you love me, you’ll always love me and I want you to know that I love you too. You’ve been there for me to support me in all my ups and down. Whether I tell you…

Don’t fall for him//(Abort Mission)

Don’t fall for him. I repeat, do not. When the tall guy with the irresistible voice tells you he loves you, don’t believe him. When the guy with the amber colored eyes that you fell for in the first glimpse winks at you and gives you a half smirk half smile, don’t fall head over…

A Casket of Roses//

  I try to tell my friends That I am the same person On the outside. The same smile, The same tears, The same pale skin that is trying to cover my lifeless soul. But what has changed now Is my urge to look forward to things My excitement when I look at people. I…