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 Feb 2019 Tee
Ruheen
No Reason
 Feb 2019 Tee
Ruheen
"Why are you crying?"
"Because I have no reason to be happy."
Happy birthday to me...
 Feb 2019 Tee
Sarita Aditya Verma
Asha - Ray of Sunshine, hope is her name, she loves to dance, forever young and has a beautiful heart

Pallavi- A beautiful flower, lovely smile, deep thoughts, brownies and chocolates, her recipe to melt hearts, dance her passion, master at her craft

Neeta-  Naive and lovely, with an innocent smile, positivity her armour, she is quite a charmer

Sapna - Bakes most lovely cakes, red lipstick, vermillion dot on her forehead, a trademark, wears her heart on her sleeve, full of love, she extends it to every soul, Punjabi her style, Patiala heart(big heart)

Pradnya- Sweet as saccharine, she knows a lot, sure a woman of substance, wisdom her charm, dances to the tune of her heart

Sajeeda- Versatile personality, a multitasker, holds her goals clear and achieve she does, has keen eyes for quality and performs her best, quite an angel when it comes to taking broken ones under her wings. She has the will power which keeps her going, when the going gets rough. A brave heart, and a wandering soul, searching for heights and higher self. A go getter, with a never say never attitude. Has weathered a few storms. A wonderful person with a tough outer shell and a warm heart beneath

Bijal-  Happy go lucky, warm and affectionate, friend of friends. Ever smiling, never a frown on her brows
Breezes in with a jovial chime

Neelakshi-  Creative and wonderful, she knows the law, cool as ice, her heart warm, dances her heart out, even when a bit down
Goes with the flow and knows what she does, crystal clear in her views.
Jovial and throws caution to the wind
Wrote this for  my friends from the dance academy that I have joined, have known them for about six months. Couple of them asked, if I could write something about them. Knowing that I write :)
 Feb 2019 Tee
sophie
bittersweet
 Feb 2019 Tee
sophie
when we met,
you planted seeds into
the garden
that was my heart.

with every kiss,
every touch,
every "i love you",
the seeds blossomed
into beautiful flowers.

then the taste of your lips
turned bittersweet,
but it always left me
wanting more.

your touch was like poison.
seeping through my skin
and corrupting everything that
was pure and innocent.

the flowers in our garden
began to wilt.
and all that was left was
the bitter taste in my mouth,
and the poison
coursing through my veins.

how naive of me,
to let myself become
addicted to the drug
that was you.

— The End —