Struggling to find the words I stare at the screen
For in words I live a life which I dare to dream
Lack of much sentences in person
Poetries and stories define me in writing
An easy person to write off for others
But those who know me , think am angel with feathers
Truth of me still a mystery
Exploring myself in each phase
This poem a poetic justice of me?
A part of me or an exaggeration ?
Not guilty of anything is all I will plea.

😝😝

-Nithya❤️

Danilo Castro & Lettrs staff & Poja & others I don't remember, thank you for read everything I write. Hope it help a lot!

Really greatful

- Selah -

I ask that you respect each other and gain from your hardwork. Let me be part of your life as I am cognitive and have a strong mind. I see your smile and I smile , you laugh and I laugh. One day you will go and I will stay. Life and destiny are met. Yes your presence is of great value to me and gives life. Your mother is my first love and my home ; you are my miracle and strength.
I am because of you and you because of me.
Te Amo  

Swarnim prabhat ke kirno ke saath meri taraf se sabhi ko suprabhat.

Ummid karta hoon ki future me kuch achche sabd srinkhlaon se aap sabhi se rubaroo ho sakun.

Instagram,

   As I've mentioned before, I love to waste time on Instagram, from one profile to another. Most of the time, I like to have a look at profiles of random people that happen to appear at my Explore tab on Instagram.

And wow.

   There are so many profiles of girls, mostly girls of my age, or younger, and their profiles mostly have followers about 1000++ people. Wow. So many followers. Their accounts must be so damn interesting to have as that much of followers, as I said to myself.

   I continued scrolling, and what I saw was not that shocking.

   Selfies. Purely selfies, close-up photos or photos of them doing cute faces, so on and so forth. You know the drill.

And wow.
...

On a recent trip to Colorado I discovered the power of open spaces to free our minds and catch a glimpse of a different perspective.  And of course I was thinking about lettrs.

I turned 50 years old recently and realized that the power of the pen can be equally powerful in a mobile generation, as it had been in the physical one.  And so with some help from friends and from above Millennial letters are here forever.  What is timeless is really made by how we spend our time.

Making my mark,