Poems from Aarna Dixit

you don't need to stab me I have already carved myself  and I am beautiful.  
It starts with a single one but then comes the tornado. And before I know it,  I'm suffocated by my thoughts.
There are snowballs in my head that grow bigger every second and trample me there are snowballs in my head.
Drowing, I am drowning in an ocean I myself created Drowning in tears of sadness of anger I blame say you did this to me all of you. but no...
They are iconic. Their hair is luscious. The texture? Perfect. Their eyes are captivating.  The perfect shade. Their face is easy on the...