There’s something About The dark hours Of 2 a.m That switches on The lanterns Along your spine And lets you see, Clearly, The words Gushing mutely Through your bones. -Rupali Jeganathan | The Girl Lost In The Bookstore Follow me on Instagram.
We cut open the minutes And pour poetry inside them Trying to immortalize the seconds. We hear a thousand stories In the silence Between the moonbeams. We see a million colours In the darkness that resides In the spaces between two stars. We listen to … Continue reading We.
Colour me With the tips Of your fingers- Paint my lips With the hope That lingers On your own- Brush my cheeks With brilliant hues Of love- Make me glow With the warmth That runs Through your veins- Wrap my soul With a riot of … Continue reading Masterpiece.