She walked in, chalk in hand, a river of light wrapped in lavender scent, not just teaching us “Ek is” and “Jy is,” but what it meant to stand tall i...Read more
Graddy

Bleeding ink from a healing soul, I write what hearts whisper. Check my Instagram page : thewordsmith_graddy
First Post
Oh, Mister Maestro, tickle those keys, Make ‘em dance like bees on a summer breeze! Play me a tune that’ll twist my soul, Like spaghetti caught in...Read more
Social anxiety I feel In a world that takes what's real you try to climb hearts that only see you as a meal, you don't really get along with your pe...Read more
She smiled with syrup on her lips a sweetness thick enough to drown me. Her hands were soft, but war doesn’t need claws to leave a man in pieces. M...Read more
She never got to brush my hair, Or chase the monsters from my room. They say she kissed me once, then slept A silence wrapped inside her womb. No st...Read more
Don’t call. Not because I’m mad but because I finally found peace in the silence you gave me first. Ignore this. Just like you ignore the way I memo...Read more
In the soil of the eyes of the well lies a water in the form of a red bell tender to the voices of distraction It's easy to anger a house without ...Read more
They say it was the silk of her dress, the curve of her skin beneath moonlight’s caress. The sway of her hips, the way that she laughed, as if joy wer...Read more