rupsha : Writing

someone else...

someone else...

A Poem by rupsha


discover yourself.
scars.

scars.

A Poem by rupsha


SCARS The scars screamed just to find a pinch of relief from somewhere…from somewhere? From him. They were wounded. They bled. Torn ap..
if only...

if only...

A Story by rupsha


Disgust. Irritation. Avoidance. Negetivity. Now these were the words he associated with her who had once cast her spell of love on him. She was his ..
comparisons of love.

comparisons of love.

A Poem by rupsha


He was not the very loving kind. Strange, strong and stable. She was exactly the other side of the horizon. The usual, simple but flowing. He ..
colours speak...

colours speak...

A Poem by rupsha


The glitters faded away. We the “painters” ruined it. We ruined it. The constant scrubbing of the black fizzled it. But then we drew..