Pushkar Mishra

Mar 2016

Aditi

It's the first day of spring
but little it matters to my heart
where it is always winter.

It's the first day of the spring
And it has tore me apart again
Like an autumn wind.

It is the first day of the spring
But our eyes are still raining
For the memories of summer gone.

Notes (optional)

#first #day #spring #yaay #butnothingchanges

Mar 2016

chris

m o r e

you have more freedom
than you’re using

Feb 2016

Alice R-P

WHY

White.
All white.
The ground, the sky.
Late.
Too late?
To ask myself why.

#why #late #ask

Jul 2015

Joliejoliesara

Selfish Paradox

I just want you to need me as much as you need oxytocin, dopamine & serotonin. I selfishly want your sky's to be gloomy without me. I want everything & everyone that's not me to feel like a mistake. I want you to feel that you live in a black & white world If I'm not around.

I want you to need me.
But when you need me,
you become monotonous.
I want you to need me
& as soon as you do,
I'll leave...

S.R.
Subtle manipulations...