Poems from shweta2344

Glass Partition
She sat on the bus, Chatting tiredly with her family Staring at the empty seats in front of her. Why then, was there a sea of white ...
One Less To Fly
Forgotten,  The summer breeze blows, Giving way to the gusty autumn wind. It’s fall.   My voice fades.  Not heard anymore,  Clamored over...