love Bring Me Pen, Bring Me Paper By admin - April 20, 2018 bring me pen, bring me paper, over those hills, amidst pine and plum trees, resides that who stole my vitals. penning this saga is the only pathway to survival for to find the keys to that house i must charm the charmer. save me, save me, o! angels. hurry! bring me pen, bring me paper. © r a m n a s h a r m a This poem is by Ramna Sharma from her debut poetry collection, Gritty Girl 0 Comments Share:
love I Celebrate Broken Promises By admin - April 16, 2018 I celebrate broken promises you promised you would come, dine together and play some. you called to say that you’re in the elevator, prompting stacks of your favorites out of refrigerator. i waited in my new embroidered gown, until darkness descended upon the small town. when i called realizing it must’ve been your elevator, “sorry” is all you said to me, and there it ended, a magical night that could not be. funny, it didn’t make me angry or cry, i did ask everything in the house once, or maybe twice if they could answer why. all ganged up against me— if you don’t know how would we i was like— fine, it was just not meant to be. i let the candles burn, music play, and roses smile, you see, i celebrate even broken promises, that’s just my style. © r a m n a s h a r m a This poem is by Ramna Sharma from her debut poetry collection, Gritty Girl 0 Comments Share:
dreams When Every Girl Shines Earth Shines Brighter Than Sun By admin - April 16, 2018 earth will put the sun to shame the day every girl has an opportunity to shine. This poem is by Ramna Sharma from her debut poetry collection, Gritty Girl 0 Comments Share:
