Submissions by prateek97

Broken, shattered, scattered. This is all I could pen down.
Scattered dots on a plain paper as if they represent the broken peices of my heart. OR
Are they full stops that you put between us?

I so foolishly try to etch them together, still hoping that we could be what we were once again
My hand trembles, a heartache . Oh! So much pain
All I am left is with a broken heart with nothing to gain.

I am not the same writer anymore. Now words bleed
From my heart as if they are begging to end this suffering
Yet it stops on my fingertips no matter...