Shweta Rathod : Writing

A Trembling Weapon

A Trembling Weapon

A Poem by Shweta Rathod


Dark was the room,dark was her vision she had cried every night ,they were the reason. Eyes were pouring and lips were twisting Few were the..
One Wish

One Wish

A Poem by Shweta Rathod


The more she thought, the more he worriedthe more she cried,the more he wincedDistance was the reason and so was the loveThoughts were unwelcomed and ..