Sukriti Suki : Writing

Penance

Penance

A Poem by Sukriti Suki


How do you do penanceFor crimescommittedagainst you?How do you regret momentsFor they defined the real you?Moving in a circle it all goes round and ro..
Eternal Asking

Eternal Asking

A Poem by Sukriti Suki


What if I didn't choose thisOr maybe I did...then why doesn't it feel soWhat if I didn't desire thisor maybe I did....then why do I desire moreWhat if..
And my thoughts turn to you

And my thoughts turn to you

A Poem by Sukriti Suki


If Ifound the words to writeWhat I truly feltIf I found the courage to speakWhat I foreversuppressedYou and I would seize to existUs would exist forev..
ALL OVER

ALL OVER

A Poem by Sukriti Suki


oh I so desirethat you would hear mescary is the thoughtoh what the future holdsscars start to appearbefore the pain eruptsthis all seems breakingcrum..
Anger

Anger

A Poem by Sukriti Suki


Fear it and it growsFuel it and it destroysIgnore it and it searchesUse it and it hurtsA short story with a happy endingIs more than a mysteryAnger wi..
Life a 4 letter word

Life a 4 letter word

A Poem by Sukriti Suki


I had this dream, this visionthese extensive thoughts and desiresI had this memory, this perceptionthese infinite emotions and passionate fireAnd I wo..
What do I fear

What do I fear

A Poem by Sukriti Suki


What do I fearwhen fear itself has left meWhat do I fearwhen I have nothing to lose
If I think about it

If I think about it

A Poem by Sukriti Suki


Would you fully conveyeven when you fear disarraythoughts that haunt your dayWould you always showalthough you may never knowanger that owns a place t..
What a Wonderful World

What a Wonderful World

A Poem by Sukriti Suki


Smile and it's usually returnedHappiness a treasured worldChange is in the beholderBeauty described by the lookBlue little planet is a big 'one'Differ..
What is left must be forgotten

What is left must be forgotten

A Poem by Sukriti Suki


Gain some lose someIgnorance could be blissIf you regret noneNot all glitter is goldSome dreams are dreamsClay without a mouldSome mistakes are a blun..

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