#love

If love had to be defined, I'd define it like this.

Sometimes a good day is made up of nothing but a cup of tea that tastes right and a song you haven't heard for ages or the smell of the rain…

How does it feel like to revisit the past, the memories and the people?

Ever had a thought before gifting roses to people you love and cherish? Cause I had, and I still can't.

I never knew love could be quiet, Like moonlight dancing on the sea. Not grand promises of forever, Just a little place where I could be. An…

If the moon could remember the nights we cried, The dreams we buried, the words we denied, Would it still shine so gently above? If the moon…

i hate that there was a life before me, people who knew you differently, memories i'll never be a part of, and versions of you i'll never ge…

Grief doesn't always make you cry, sometimes it just sits nearby. You laugh, you eat, you go to bed, while something aches inside your head.…

I never wanted a love that made the whole world glow, I just wanted somewhere quiet where I could let go. A hand I could hold without fearin…

People are stories but half-baked, always lacking that 1% whip of time that peels their maudlin manteau to reveal them raw. We read them the…

if i were a notebook i would only have pages filled with ashes of words i once set aflame because they knew too much of me somewhere between…

The rainy afternoon you left me, raindrops were dripping down the windowpane. I was walking down the same street we had once walked together…

माही, तू क्यों तू हर ख़्वाब में आ जाती है जिसे भूलना चाहता हूँ उसी याद में मुस्कुराती है माही, तू क्यों तू इतनी अपनी लगती है जबकि किस्मत की…

Is there a cure for the heart’s strange habit of keeping alive what life already buried? Is there a cure for loving someone in places where…

I fell in love once with a bird who found my balcony every time whenever the rain turned the garden green. He would sit quietly, wet-winged…

उसकी हँसी सबसे अलग थी, पर वो बेवफ़ा थी... वो मेरी सर्द रातों की धूप थी, मैं उसका मौसम समझ बैठा। उसकी बातें फूल थीं, पर काँटे किसी और के लिए…

रुकने का मन तो नहीं था पर फिर भी कोशिश की कि रुक जाऊं एक और बार एक और ख़्याल अपना मन मारकर दिल हारकर खुदसे छिपाकर पर तुम थी ही नहीं वहाँ पहल…

The last time we met your silence wore my favorite shade of blue. You smiled the way sunsets do— beautiful enough to promise tomorrow, brief…