Aishangi Chakraborty : Writing

The Night We first Met

The Night We first Met

A Poem by Aishangi Chakraborty


I saw the shape of his eyes, the curve of his lips... The bottomless depths of green iris. The flurry of darks curls grown l..
POETRY

POETRY

A Poem by Aishangi Chakraborty


What does poerty mean to me? Is it the flow of ryming words Or the power of of emotional verse? Is the deapth of the h..
The Inner Me

The Inner Me

A Poem by Aishangi Chakraborty


Tell me if I am an emotional less git. Tell me that I am not worth a thing.Tell me that whatever I do is trash.Tell me that I can't get worse tha..