abhipsha_roy

Full time addict of well versed words. Follow me at- @wreathed_whispers PS-Lets follow one another 'cause am new here?

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  • abhipsha_roy 251w

    OVER..
    Him.
    A glance.
    Love.
    Date.
    Relationship.
    Fights.
    OVER.

    Lesson Learnt..
    Again?

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  • abhipsha_roy 251w

    Touché

    Oh, I see you are back from your first day of office.
    Looks like a rough day, is it?
    Do you want a head massage with a touch as soft as cotton?
    Or do you want an irrestible smouldering tight hug to ship you to to slumber?
    Tell me what you want...

    And the PILLOW never had looked so alluring to the bachelor before

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  • abhipsha_roy 251w

    My Mirakee

    A fanatic of words. She loved to intertwine them into beautiful verses;
    A blessing of technology that helped her jot down her thoughts, made her words reach people far and near;

    She finally found her Mirakee- not in a person but in an app.

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  • abhipsha_roy 251w

    #Audible love

    I love him.
    I want him to love me too. He says he does.

    I expect.
    I want him to show it through his actions the love that he claims he does. He fails mostly.

    And that's how loving somebody leaves you in a paradoxical dilemma- when you can only hear from your partner that you are loved and not visualise it or feel it by his actions.

    Does an auditory "I love you" count as love?


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  • abhipsha_roy 251w

    HOME

    My soul was a vagabond.
    But when I met him for the first time,
    my heart whispered:
    "Welcome home"

    ©abhipsharoy

  • abhipsha_roy 251w

    The paradox of beauty

    A gleaming red rose in my mother's garden..
    A purple wild flower growing carelessly in the backyard of my house..
    One nurtured by the soft hands of my mother.
    The other just blooming, in it's own sweet glory, not caring about a single agony of the world.

    So who's beautiful? The rose or the wild flower?
    I know what you are thinking! Both are beautiful in their own skin! Absolutely!

    And so it is with people :)

    ©abhipsharoy

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    #Shortcoming

    Newly fitted outside the almost dilapidated house in the rainiest part of the wasteland, the electric bulb took pride in standing high above all the other rust-eaten furniture..

    That night, lightening struck.
    Nothing moved. The bulb flickered.

    ©abhipsharoy

  • abhipsha_roy 251w

    #Shortcoming

    Newly fitted outside the almost dilapidated house in the rainiest part of the wasteland, the electric bulb takes pride in standing high above all the other rust-eaten furniture..

    That night, lightening struck.
    Nothing moved. The bulb flickered.

    ©abhipsharoy

  • abhipsha_roy 251w

    The Kiss

    The calmness of the atmosphere was so subtle and so silent that I could hear his heart beating in synchrony with mine; creating a beautiful harmony in itself.
    He was destined to leave as soon as the alarm would ring. Nothing could make him stay- sometimes situations get the better of us; this was one such time for sure.
    We lay in perfect silence, looking at each other almost helplessly- wishing for time to freeze so that we could intertwine our bodies, our souls for some more time..
    I looked at his eyes thinking what did I ever do to deserve this beautiful person and how cruel the universe was to take him away in so less time.
    I saw him looking at me too, his eyes spoke volumes even though we laid perfectly silent.
    ...And then we kissed.
    And as my lips met his, the Alarm that I had kept rang. Oh how ravenous that music was to my ears for it meant his departure!
    But, we kissed. And we kissed again and we kissed like we had never kissed before, intensifying the passion between us a million times more! Never had I loved a person so much; never had I craved so much for somebody to stay longer..
    I held on to him, pulled his torso to mine, entangled my fingers into his soft hair while my lips kept exploring the depths of every contour of his face; I was shocked to see how much I could want someone.
    We kept kissing. The alarm kept ringing. Time was running out of our hands,but we didn't stop. We couldn't.
    "Snooze it for an hour later babe, I'll take midnight train", he said...And sparks flew for the rest of the hour that night.

    ©abhipsha_roy