Vaishu writes

WILL YOU BE.?. Will you be the content of my story? Will you be the Music to my lyrics? Will you be the muse of my Poems? Will you be the beat of my heart? Will you be the water to my Lillies? Will you be the sun to my sunflower? Will you be the sea to my boat? Will you be the anchor to my ship? Will you be the suit to my groom? Will you be the laugh to my joke? Will you be the notes to my keys? Will you be the firefly to my darkness? Will you be the colors to my canvas? Will you be the ink to my writings? Will you be the words to my mouth? Will you be the sugar to my desserts? Will you be the dance to my 2.am? Will you be the sunsets to my evenings? Will you be the coffee to my mornings? Will you be the lullabies to my nights? Will you be the rainbow to my sky? Will you be the flowers to my grave? Will you be the love of my life? With love                 - Vaishu Dhamu💖

It was the stage just we want to see back again It was the stage we're only happiness overloaded It was the stage with the flow of merriness & love It was the stage with no future plans It was the stage with no scoldings, even you wet your bed😆 It was the stage with no disappointments It was the stage with no cheating It was the stage with no expectations(2) It was the stage with no commitments It was the stage where you can make all happy even- "STRANGERS" It was the stage with Blooming Smile 😃 It was the stage with no gender partiality Especially; It was the stage with no lusty looks It was the stage where we felt comfortably In  the warmth and arms of our parents It was the stage where we can take the throne⬇                                      Shoulders of our Dad 👨 Finally, it was the stage where we had got the priceless treasure⬇           Mother'Mil...

A MELANCHOLY FOR LONELINESS "Humans seek peace amidst the chaos that only death seems to be the path of it" Even if it hasn't proved yet, he was still going through depression was taking heavy medications for it as per the media and I'm writing this with a hope that maybe just maybe I can bring light to how important it is to talk and to listen too. Depression is a common mental disorder. Globally 264 million people suffer from it  Depressed people aren't different from us. They live amongst us. They are our friends, our family members, our classmates, our colleagues, our acquaintances, our neighbors. Being someone's ears is the easiest way to save their lives. At times we need someone to talk to and we find ourselves alone, in a dark place. When we don't speak up, our emotions build-up We box them up and put it in the darkness and wish to never open again. Problems don't kill themselves on and wish to never open again. Problems don't k...

A DROWNED DAMSEL There is the ocean full of the moments  I spent with you, all the memories go  Back and forth come and come in waves at  The Shore that I mostly visit at night telling  My mind constantly slumber and take  A long leap of dreams where  I won't  Find you hiding under a table telling me  To join you, your unusual and cute ways  Of making me come close to you Feel out heartbeats dancing. I go there and watch the ocean  All Over I yell at it and cry at it, I eat  The sand I that has traces of us in its crystals  I run an extra mile to the coastline  Running getting bumped in veils and Crashing into mirror walls all, I see is escape from the actual  Miseries I put my heart out of.  Still  Somehow I find my toes getting brushed  Off by the ways, lost my travel in the  Ocean of the unknown consequences  And your memories take me away At some point, there is no back just  Forth I ...