Prarthana Indrajith

playing for keeps💸

Many have asked me what shampoo do I use. In my quest for using organic and natural shampoo, herbal shampoo has been my companion for past 1 year and I am sticking on to it. I prefer Herbal shampoo from because it treats my dandruff and gives colour protection. Choose what works for you..

2021☀️

far from the shallow now

✨🦋

i’d love to see me from your pov

Blue Skies

dreamer🪐

“washed their terribly transient feet” - Shirley Toulson
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somewhere faraway

written in the stars
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pc:

fantasy

its all black and white

Pluviophile

I’m so used to waking up in the morning,
and seeing your message.
Now that you don’t do that anymore,
I don’t feel like waking up at all.
You know that apprehension when you know nothing’s gonna be alright and your heart cramps so much that you don’t have the vigour or the right mind to do anything.
It affects all your diurnal activities and your family and literally everything that you do.
You start feeling unusually queasy and timid and paranoid.
You start getting uncertain and meek about the things you really don’t even need to think about,
you start perturbing over the smallest of things.
The feeling when you lose that person,
who once told you that they would be there with you through everything,
and nothing in this world could change that.
I always kept you in my prayers and always will.
I knew that you’d be there for me despite of all the excruciating things that I’ve done.
But I promise you that,
my intentions were solely innocent and clearly oblivious of the consequences.
The reason I am fighting for you and always will be is that nobody in this world can treat me and love me better than you do.
But I just wish that you’d see what’s right in front of your eyes and let it sink into your mind.
I lie supine and look at the stars every night thinking of you and hoping you were looking at it too.
I want all the things with you that are,
too magical to be true.
Every night,
I used to sleep to the sound of your raspy voice,
but now I repose staring at the sight of rain racing down my window and the tranquil sound of the wind gushing.
-P

PS: This poem is nothing related to my life, I just love writing.

Cupcake 🧁🧁

nobody said it was forever