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Shrutee C

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India
Currently on a quest to travel back in time to an era that truly appreciated the art of writing letters. Instagram: shruteechoudhary
March 12, 2017
 

And words could not be warped and wefted into sentences no longer, they were too heavy to escape the grasp of my mouth. As they waited on the tip of my tongue, they slowly metamorphosed into an embrace too long, a kiss too deep, a gaze too intense. So I spoke in a language only lovers could comprehend, and you heard them, you heard every word.

s.c

Hurray for Hollywood
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March 7, 2017
 

I've only known to wander,
Never having had to surrender
To one place.
I've been on one quest after the other,
Always yearning, always seeking.
Now I stand on your threshold
To shield myself from the cold;
You offer me comfort
And I move in
With the weight
Of my entire existence.
It makes sense
For it seems familiar;
The kind from beyond this lifetime.
You run your hands through my hair,
My fears start to disappear
And my ears find the music to fall asleep to --
The sound of your heartbeat.
I am nostalgic for your kisses, your touch,
It's as if I've been longing too much
To be right here in your arms
Since before I even met you.
I'm tired of
Always yearning, always seeking;
I don't wish t...

Hurray for Hollywood
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October 6, 2016
 

Dear Shrutee C,

Hello again!

Well, last March I told you I was starting to try writing fiction. I'm loving it. And among all the scenarios and situations, I'm developing the characters.

Now I have a puzzle for you. Yeah!

One of the characters I created is named "Cher Theodr Hayusu".

Could you find something on this name? There's a secret inside it. I wonder if you can discover what it hides!

I'll wait for your answer. I'm patient, don't panic. :]

I hope you're doing well. Your friendship is a gift, I never forget it. See you! :)

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DARK AND STRIPED
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September 18, 2016
 

Dear Shrutee,

I generally love traveling and reading your lettrs make me furthermore desire for the same..there is an inbuilt thing in you to make your writings seem "on the move" types.. such a feel good stuff while to read :)

Regards
Sudarsan

ORIGINAL
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September 12, 2016
 

He only seems to want me when I am not

around but all I want is to be there with

him, to be there for him. It's almost

instinctive to me, to soothe him and to

silent all the deafening screams he

desperately needs to run away from. I care

for him like he is an extension of my own

identity. His troubles are my worries, his

cries are my heartaches. I feel uncountable

feelings, all at once, I've felt them all in a

counted number of days. But he only seems

to want me when I am not around, and so

I stay away, to be there with him, to be

there for him.

s.c

ORIGINAL
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August 23, 2016
 

Unsent Letter

After 2

It's after 2 and the night is awfully quiet, everywhere but in my head. I have a lot of things to say -- some are words of hate, some of anger, the rest are just jumbled attempts of telling you I want to fix this. But how can I just call you and resolve it, after what you did? I wanted to say sorry, a second before what happened. Then I just couldn't. I still can't. I'm furious. I can't forgive this. You. I love you. But.

It's easy when I'm not around you. I usually get distracted by the complexities and anxieties that my days have to offer. It's only after 2 AM when a lump forms at the back of my throat, my chest feels laden with pain, my mouth still tastes of your k...

TYPEWRITER
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August 18, 2016
 

Unsent letter

There's a comfort in delaying things. You only do it when you feel like you can, when there's not a speck of doubt about it not working out. When you think there's still a lot of time.

When I met you, I held back. I didn't kiss you the minute my lips hinted to me they wanted to meet yours. I didn't hug you for a few minutes longer as I wanted. Actually, when our bodies embraced, I did not want to let go at all. I didn't tell you how I couldn't seem to do even the most mundane chores without you being around. I didn't tell you how my mind was always at war -- how I was fighting in a battlefield of contradictions, how I felt ecstatic and profoundly sad at the same time; like th...

ORIGINAL
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August 15, 2016
 

I look up to see your face against the sky
Like that one white cloud
On a perfect summer day
You talk of bright futures
You tell me you will stay
I know you will vanish
If not today
Then someday
Like that one white cloud
On a perfect summer day
I can already see you go
I will remember you though
In pieces
The tiny fragments
In your fabric
That makes you
I will remember you like that
Until you are blended
With me in a way
I cannot tell us apart

S.C

ORIGINAL
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August 15, 2016
 

- About places I've been

A transient winter spell
And I was there
Moving too fast
Too soon
Living a cascade
Of experiences
I was happy
Now I wonder
If I was there at all
Did you see me?

S.C

ORIGINAL
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February 16, 2016
 

I could run to you.
I could forget to remember the tiny details of your beautifully sculpted form, the way your body stands tall like a mountain, atop which your smile sits like the rising Sun.
I could collide with you, we could melt into the sky.
I could let our story pass us by, like the glimpse of a shooting star.

But I will walk to you, I will take my time.
I will be the stargazer, you be my night sky.

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NIGHT SKY
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February 13, 2016
 

There's something about lands in faraway places, beyond the reach of towering skyscrapers and walls of concrete.
Winding roads and clear skies engorge your heart with calmness.
The Sun is softer, kinder.
The breeze, more playful.
Trees rustling are no more hushed by loud screams of the city.
You look around and you find happiness; the kind of happiness you can experience only when nature caresses you with her delicate love.

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CONNECT WITH NATURE
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February 9, 2016
 

Hold me close
When you are here,
And closer
When you are away
On your discoveries.
I want to feel
What you feel;
My heart wants
A thousand things
But mostly,
It wants to wander
Along with yours.

COME WITH ME
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February 1, 2016
 

Today, he looked at me.
He looked at me for a few seconds longer and I felt the ground move under my feet.

His eyes unraveled my skin, flesh and bones as I stood there, frozen by his menacing gaze.

Suddenly, I was more aware of my existence.

A crescent smile washed up against the shore of his face and I could sense the fortress around my heart collapse.

He looked at me as I stood there with my wobbly knees and irregular heartbeat, and without having to utter any words, he made me feel the kind of beautiful I always wished I could be.

His nomad eyes refused to stop exploring the depths of me.
In the midst of the mundane, I felt something magical.

I saw him, see me - really see ...

THE OTHER SIDE
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January 22, 2016
 

The wires were cold against my skin and unrelenting to my weaknesses. Yet they comforted me, withholding what was left of me.
I could see the effervescence of the outside world. Yet I was relieved being distant from the forbidden land.
There I was, on the other side of the fence, miles away from fragility and chaos.
On the other side of the fence, I could remain unscathed, in the reality that I had crafted for myself.

I was fine. I was safe.

Then you came along, with promises and dreams and love. An ocean full of love.
You said you would wait on the outside, until I was ready to swim again.
You said you would stay for as long as it would take, and I started to breathe again.

Maybe y...

SURREAL SCENE
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January 7, 2016
 

#Quote

Untrodden paths are my favourite. Whenever I find myself with the opportunity, I take a walk down one. There is something almost magical about these explorations. I am back to being a child with a sense of wonderment. And in the midst of this unfamiliarity, I feel as if I was meant to be here at this very moment. Perhaps, on a path to nowhere, I will discover a thing of beauty. Perhaps, on a path to nowhere, I will find myself.

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LIFE IS GRAND!
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January 2, 2016
 

On my way to a place
I longed to reach,
I saw the world in reverse.
Trees passed by,
Tall trees in the woods -
Dark and mystical;
Leading lines
To the mountains
I was so close to reaching.
Tall trees,
Silhouettes in dusk
Leaning in to whisper
In my ear,
The tales spun
By frail footprints..
Like reminders
Of the almosts
In the twilight tint.
They passed by
One after the other,
Tall trees
That left me longing,
Only this time
For all that had been.

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OFF ROADING
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December 27, 2015
 

Would you watch
My heart in its cage
As you are on your way
To some place safer
Afraid of the menace
If you decide to stay

Or would you wait
And recognise
Its luminance
That even entrapped
Can light up your eyes
And set you on fire

Or would you free it
Only to have it
Belong to you
To see it rise and fall
On the horizon
Of your skin

Or would you simply
Let it be
See it dance
Along with yours
To a curious rhythm
We can call our own

What would you do
Tell me
So I know
It's okay for my heart
To leave this cage
It is used to calling home

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DOVE
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December 5, 2015
 

Like the hills
Frozen in time
Cold and veiled
By the night
There I was

Awaiting

The morning sun
Its unearthly light
To kiss the brink
Of my soul
There you were

To bring me back to life.

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SUNRISE KINGDOM
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December 2, 2015
 

She sat alone in the dark,
Sobbing into her phone.

His voice notes were all that remained of him.

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EYES BURN
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October 6, 2015
 

I met you for the first time with a sense of nostalgia. Maybe I had known you in another time, another life. Your scent came to me in whiffs, like the smell of rain from last year, and like the raw breeze I felt you on my bare skin. It was as if I had held those very hands, kissed those very lips, been in those very arms, and with every touch I was closer to where I belong. I was like a drifter finally returning home.

Such a strange feeling it is, to meet someone for the first time and reminisce a life you are yet to spend together.

Maybe it is an aftermath of alchemy that happens to all star-crossed lovers or maybe it is a rare phenomenon just for the two of us

But my body fills to th...

BEACH
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November 19, 2015
 

A place on the map
Marked nowhere,
Insignificant to most.
A monotonous sight
That people pass by,
Almost never giving it a second glance.

The place where we first kissed,
A small fragment of the world
That became our very own,
Marked forever in our memories;
The place that remains
When we don't.

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FAMILY VACATION
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November 15, 2015
 

Let's pretend there is no foreign land. Let's pretend we realise for once that people are made up of skin and bones and feelings, that we really aren't that different - you and I and everyone else. Let's pretend love is all that we have to give and all that we have to get. Let's pretend that when we read about hatred and war, the terror doesn't just stop by our minds for a moment but stirs the cavities of our hearts until embossed onto them for ever. That it doesn't escape us even after we've proclaimed our thoughts regarding it. That it genuinely gets difficult to delve into our usual routine. That we're selflessly concerned. That the victims' sufferings make us suffer too. That we aren't af...

PEACE
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November 14, 2015
 

I'd wake up
If I slept at all
To see you -
The calmest sight
Like still water,
Breathing into my hair.
I'd feel the thrill
Run down every vein,
I'd hold onto the stolen chance
Of witnessing you at rest.
I'd watch your chest
Slowly rise and fall
Breathing along
Together, as we belong.
I'd feel your hand
Thrown upon my waist, carelessly,
I'd whisper in your ear,
How I will love you, endlessly.

Every morning
Minutes before sunrise
Time would stand still
And I'd pretend
To have you,
For a little while longer

If only I'd wake up to you
Again.
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GET UP!
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November 10, 2015
 

A bridge we're crossing together

Hello! It's a privilege being able to reach you thru this superb inspirational platform.

Today I've found your profile and read some of your lettrs. I'm a Brazilian poet/writer (or at least I'm trying to be). Your texts touched the deepest inhabited isles of my heart. I would like to tell you something. Reaching you, on the other side of the planet, teaches me that inspiration, poetry, beauty, life is like a bridge we're crossing together: even if we didn't knew each other before, we were constantly trying to keep going on, writing what our hearts feel on its truest inspiration!

You made me believe more on my potential. I'll try to be an active Lettrs us...

BELIEVE
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October 15, 2015
 

Hello Shrutee,

Going through your letters, I fell in love with them.

Absolutely wonderful writing.
I'm your new fan on the block.

Keep us engrossed with your writing.

Regards,
Angad

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October 15, 2015
 

#Haiku

One of a kind,
She felt alone
In a world full of clones.

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WEAVING TOGETHER A COMMUNITY
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October 12, 2015
 

Being with you makes my heart well up with such felicity that if I was to go back in time and do things differently, the only change I'd bring would be to slow down at the parts that made you and I into us. Your presence brings upon me such serenity that if I was to pick only one thing to live for, you would be enough.

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LOVE YOU TO THE MOON
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October 6, 2015
 

And one day
Every poem that you penned
About love
Will come to life
In the form of a person.

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MORNING COFFEE
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September 25, 2015
 

Sometimes,
I miss you in July
When it is raining outside
And I am lost in musk-scented daydreams.
Your touch,
Which I often long for,
Makes my heart thunder;
The most calming storm.

Sometimes
I think of you in December
When I am sipping on coffee
And it is getting cold.
I find myself in winter
Dressed in snowflakes,
Melting in your arms;
The most riveting warmth.

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MORNING COFFEE
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August 30, 2015
 

Be someone.
Be anyone.
But importantly,
Be you.

Be beautiful.
Be admirable.
Be benevolent.
Be charming.
Be you.

A uniqueness rests within us all.
There are some who recognise.
Others fail.

A ray of sunshine is what you are to some.
But to others, a dark cloud.

Appeasement of all isn't your motive.
But finding someone to accept you the way you are, is.

Strive for perfection.
Never settle for anything lesser.

For life isn't endless.
And finiteness is enjoyed best when lived to the fullest.
When lived the way you want to.
Free from cages, chains and bounds.
Free from negativity all around.
Free from being someone who you aren't.
Free, to be you.

CELL WALL
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