Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
 
I'll turn this wasteland
    into a garden after my heart
   love shall lend a helping hand
   to ever abide and never to part

  as we labour through dust and sand
  in inspired spirit and unflinching art
  when hearts are united until the end
  love shall blossom sweeter than the start.
* after Shelley,  Christina Rossetti,  Rupert Brooke and the Bronte sisters'.
 Jun 2020 Prerna Singh
Nidhi
love is a universal language
love can be spoken
heard
seen
and felt
love has no gender
love has no race
no skin color
no stereotypes
yet for some reason we cant love each other
why's that?
yes
who comes
first

the question
or the

answer

life is
never

as simple
as it seems

is the problem
looking

for a solution
or does

the solution
need to

find a problem

the answer is
yes
Good writing is more important
than the best manners
and the finest clothes.
has one voice
loud it

insists upon
itself

it does not
have ears

it will give

it will not
receive

feedback

it is not
thoughtful

it has already
reached

its conclusions

new words only
make it angry

it is an
untamed

animal
bent on

destroying
anything that

is not itself
 Jun 2020 Prerna Singh
Mansi
When monsters are gnawing
At your heart
It is so easy to surrender
Trust me I've lost that fight
Many times and
Regretted it every time

But it only takes one minute
Of courage
To stand up and fight
Trust me it can be draining
But you'll thank yourself
Later
 Jun 2020 Prerna Singh
Mansi
Eyes
 Jun 2020 Prerna Singh
Mansi
Eyes are so simple
Yet so mysterious

A quick glance can tell you
What they're conveying
But the longer you look
The more depths
You discover
Next page