Asha W : Writing

Mask

Mask

A Story by Asha W


We live in a world that judges. So I put my mask on, paint it the best that I can. It is not beautiful, I know. But at least it conceals my flaws. S..
A motherless daughter

A motherless daughter

A Poem by Asha W


For Dad, I’m sorry for being such a hypocrite. When I said that I was okay with mom’s death, but refused to get out of bed afterwar..
Run

Run

A Poem by Asha W


its a poem about that I made in spare time, enjoy :)