Spend some time
With the night sky
Curled up beside you.
Let it drip secrets
In your ears
About how
Its darkness
Is its most
Breath-taking feature.
-Rupali Jeganathan | The Girl Lost In The Bookstore
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I want to.
I want to etch Poetry On snow-capped mountains With words That turn A shy shade Of pink, The colour Of your palm When I pinch it, lightly. * I want to hang Your shattered pieces, Glittering moons In the sky, Their beauty Reflected In the … Continue reading I want to.
Destruction.
The world sells destruction. And, I eat it for breakfast. My home. No, not a home. My house is too small to fit in all my anger and destruction. I see it leaking. Cutting the sunlight in two. I sold my soul to the devil … Continue reading Destruction.
We.
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.
Darkness.
Your eyes Hold a darkness Even the night sky Would be jealous of. The perfect place For the stars In my eyes To reside. -The Girl Lost In The Bookstore Follow me on Instagram @missbookthief.
