What I have learned on my journey of self-publishing and what I have accepted.
Elasticity, That's the feature which comes to mind When I think about loving you, The stretchy bands loosen up along my heart To embrace you with every beat made by my throbbing organ, But, when it came to losing you, When it came to the hurt; the anguish Or even seeing you in distress It… Continue reading Elasticity
She wore tight smiles Like that tight black dress, To hide the drilling pain That piled upon her riverbanks. © Soshinie Singh Author of the Phoenix Letters and the Mist Calling
There's this rumble by the waterfall, Where the water hits the rock, And peace is supposed to prevail, But, sometimes It's like the chatter which goes on In your head, With every voice trying to go a tempo louder, Trying to bring tranquility But instead urges chaos into a new home. - and that's the… Continue reading Living inside your Head
The river flowed along her back, An arch of beauty, That luster of silky hair, Which she pulled to the front of her face, To hide the tear stained trails, And sad scars from crying, That decorated her cheeks, The hidden details she didn't want uncovered, Hid beneath a shadow of silk. © Soshinie… Continue reading Hidden Details
These wolves, they always contest for dominance, and we call them hearts. © Soshinie Singh Author of the Phoenix Letters and the Mist Calling Come join me on Facebook: Author S.A. Singh
And if I should lose myself to you everyday, Through the miles which create the compass of my heart I'll throw my body out into the waves And hope I'll land shipwrecked On your shore one day. © Soshinie Singh Author of the Phoenix Letters and the Mist Calling Come join me on… Continue reading Shipwreck