Priya : Writing

Gently it streams

Gently it streams

A Poem by Priya


Gently it streams Gently, it streams - the enchanting flute from the 'Bombay' theme; "It gives meaning to my soul", I remember you sayi..
Vicky never loved me

Vicky never loved me

A Poem by Priya


#metoo
Dilapidation

Dilapidation

A Poem by Priya


You break my heart with the efficacy of a bulldozer dancing on a porcelain plate. I never knew before I met you That love is a drug with a poten..
Silver Rain

Silver Rain

A Poem by Priya


The water's falling on my roof,drip drop, drip drop,and the seconds wither awayin the soft confines of your gazeas you hold me close,safe from the fre..
Our Buxom King

Our Buxom King

A Poem by Priya


You might have heard, and this is true,The King's a queen, a vixen too!He loves to dress up on his ownAnd flaunt his curves upon his throne. No manly ..
Growing Up

Growing Up

A Book by Priya


This is my first attempt at fiction. I hope you will enjoy it ^_^
The Banquet

The Banquet

A Chapter by Priya


The elevator slid to a halt in a slow, almost rhythmic, assured manner as maintenance in those sort of high end places was wont to make sure of. As th..
The Conversation

The Conversation

A Chapter by Priya


There was something about her face, I thought. The warm glow from the chandelier seemed to grace it whichever way she turned. There was always a speck..
Dear Valentine

Dear Valentine

A Poem by Priya


Cigarettes and patches,and belly button rings,What did you think whenyou kissed me, Valentine?Lipstick in mauveand cherry colored heels,What did you t..
A Photograph

A Photograph

A Poem by Priya


When the gossamer rolls of the prescient skyElope together like macabre threads,When the evening looks with a blackening eye,And tears of condensation..

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