Shreya Gautam : Writing

There will come a day..

There will come a day..

A Poem by Shreya Gautam


How I wanna say this..There will come a dayYou will speak to my silence,While I'll feel your noise.To your warmth, I'll devote my rest,While you will ..
The more I spend time with you, I..

The more I spend time with you, I..

A Poem by Shreya Gautam


I might lose myself soon,Should you help me find myself once,You would help me explore myself.I might sway all the more again,Should you back me once,..
Dancing to your songs..

Dancing to your songs..

A Poem by Shreya Gautam


Unfold the nakedness in thoughtFor proud to cover the body.With weightsin voice,Let authority decorate the body.They will assert to fitness in shitThe..
We all do Wither..

We all do Wither..

A Poem by Shreya Gautam


As we pass days surviving, We forget to live.As we start to live, we end up with no sustenance.We work, we get busy, we make money, we get happy.But a..
Love : The count of Eminence

Love : The count of Eminence

A Poem by Shreya Gautam


Never does it cease to existNever does it wither to exit.It widens you up to absorb the pure,Nonetheless, it beckons the bads to snore.Pay-No-Heed, to..
Time finds me though..

Time finds me though..

A Poem by Shreya Gautam


Time finds me thoughTo let me voice the hidden,Notice the unusual and disbelieve the conventional.Time finds me thoughTo let life take my case to late..
existence for a Purpose..

existence for a Purpose..

A Poem by Shreya Gautam


The change was not for a changeIt was purposeful.To scavenge was purposeful.To mark a mark and later mark again was purposeful.The music was played on..
SHE matters..

SHE matters..

A Poem by Shreya Gautam


It was her lapse and your head in her lapse,A safe harbor then but you had no sense.It is her lapse and your head in her lapse,A safe harbor now but y..
As long as I...

As long as I...

A Poem by Shreya Gautam


As Long as I see you stayI will stand to fall..And I am happier seeing you thereAs long as You mock meI'll sure be confusingly comfortable..Because I ..
Park your conscience...

Park your conscience...

A Poem by Shreya Gautam


To the shrouds of lowness,Let winters never approach.To the parks of memorial,Let resurrection be the cloak.There is vibe and there is variety,Let the..