SATHVY WRITES

That night, Yuv was asleep and on his chest, his love, Wahida rested holding his hands, and on her legs, Yuda, their golden retriever, was deep asleep too. The room was open, had an open glass space for the moon atop, the crescent moon and the silence of the night added more charm while scattered clouds decorated the view in the glass space. Yuda's ears popped up as he could sense somebody coming up. The footsteps evidently increased and Yuda fully woke up, began to grunt. His movements woke up Wahida and for her, with her subconsciously opened eyes, the time had paused. A figure, almost three feet from her and at lowered view, Yuda, drenched in red as its head, tail and the body was cut like a birthday cake. The figure stood swaying a cleaver to and fro, that looked as if it was dipped in blood which actually was and it was dripping so sexily that it resumed her time in a panicked consciousness. She screamed on top of her lungs with her eyes wide open, Yuv woke instantly and heard...

The nights we hope the most, the darker it stays. The love we seek the most, the deeper it remains. few nights are nothing but darkness, even the nights of saturdays, the fathoms are to be explained, these nights are to be celebrated, nights these days, Ah, so empty, hearts these days, Eww, so dirty, Day and night have their blend, Where is mine? Of all this time we've spent, Can you show me mine? Beautiful lines come at, they say, heart breaks, I say, midnights I'm sad, yet me, I'm sorry, just look at me Life is weird, If lines could touch hearts, why does? If does could save souls, why lines? We're happy, let's own it, By owning, let's live it.. @sathvyy Extraction credit: Prajwal J

Hey, It is the beauty that scares me the most. It blinds you until you realize for what you've walked into. Fortunately for me, it has lead into you. Yeah I know it's been a while since we spoke and suddenly writing letter is rather filmy. Whenever we fight and stop talking to each other, there are tons of questions, confusions and regrets that panic around in my mind. Nonetheless, thanks to all the same chaos in the head which enlightens me the fathoms of my love for you. It's the instant "oh, crap!" that comes just after the fight makes me realise that I just hit an angel, again. On the way from starting a conversation and that turning into a fight and until the butterflies in my stomach go off after everything when we finally start talking, I'll be thinking for you and not that of whose fault it was and I understand that this isn't merely a way, but a process, a process of dissolving your odds in my heart.      Do  you remember when you said, "No m...

I have tons of reasons for us to be together, Tell me one of yours,  that denies the forever, Look at me, till the depths are seen, now tell me, if, there, you haven't been, I'm the bird, you're my sky, If you leave, where should I fly,  Please come back, at least to watch by back, if you aren't in, I won't fight, and I die, without a fight, you're my medal, come back to the chest, and also the heart, get inside for the best, Now it's just days, but not too late, even after decades, for mine, I'd still wait. let me love you, for one last time, until you're back, it reminds you that you're mine.  just mine, After all the pains, beyond all the shines, just mine, be back baby, let's love till the end of the line. @sathvyy Extraction credit: Vinay H K

Hey,  You know they say, some love are better unconfessed and you know that's true when you do confess and come to know that you just degraded somebody's worth. I wish I could fall on my knees and apologize for what I did, but no, I don't want to waste your time even in your forgiveness for me. I'm really glad at us for being together in our best times and handling all the worst times like they hadn't come at all, while in reality when it came again after thousands of time, it finally won over us. I am really proud that we're broke fighting all the fights together, few don't even fight for themselves. It was a nice journey for a simple person like me unless you want to ask about all the billionaire dreams we had and that being said, I never had these dreams alone.            While I travel the world in time ahead, I'll definitely share how I had met my peace back in the day and say it to everyone that peace isn't made forever, it's ju...

  He hung up the call, I hung up my soul.... Why did he do that? Was I at fault? Was he worth my tears? Or was he all my fears? Why did he break me? And forget to kill me? Why did I let him? How did I love him?  How immature was he? Or how blind were I? We had fights,that was lots  We had love,that was lost. We had time, that was soft. We were happy or so I had thought. He broke me consistently, Every night I cried wildly, Dreamin things that were lovely, Now he's gone , away and happily. I gave him my body, He enjoyed for nights. Now he gave me these tears, As "with fucking love" kissed at ends, Why did you love 'the me', When it was just for the hole? Why did you even come to me, When you were such an asshole?? @sathvyy Extraction credits: Varshitha Gowda

Hey. This letter is to my friends, foes, relatives, known and unknown and to all those who're in need to read it. We all have logged in to a single life, some are sad and some are happy, and some are needing to be left alone, while some are, no matter how much they try, alone reasonlessly. You know, relationships are the most beautiful thing that can happen to anybody who's alive. Unfortunately, some deny it, not the fact that it's the most beautiful thing, but the relationship itself. Reasons vary from they do not knowing how to handle, to they don't need it. It's okay, it's really okay to not to agree with me, but please don't cause others to, who believe, think that their thoughts have been false about this beautiful thing just because that has done something to you or you don't need it. What do we have to lose if we chose to stay happy with the ones who love us? Why do we feel the void sometimes at one or the other point in our lives. The reason what...

To the shower my nigga walked, donno what, but something fucked, eyes, dead, mood, dead, mind never minded, no trans, no songs, nothing really good, no games, no lines, nothing really worked, grabbed his brief, towel and a soap, walked right in, for the complete soak, the water screwed him too, taps slept and his peace too, "fuck off" he really said this too, while the nigga managed water, irritations turned milder, done in two mins, he sighed off, sat under the tap, dozed off, the water ran and ran, his mind swam and swam, untill after an hour, he finished taking shower, he came back washed, all his thoughts, oh wait, there were none, peaceless, the only one, while the new brief was fine, the peace, so so done, the rage, on and on and on, "I'm stronger than the vibe. "I'm more to describe, "I'm the boss and the noise, and the king of voice, no boy no bitch, no matter no rumour, no look no line, "I'm the life hey lil swine, stop me if you c...

  Hey, Um... It's raining outside... Being honest, I'm really sad, 1 don't know if that is because either I'm being alone in a void having thousands of feelings for you, or you might just possess, this rather well crafted love for me. Forget love, just look at your vibe. It's like, its made for me and I'm being attracted and addicted to it. It feels as if the boundless infinity is falling short in being at least around minimum for you while you silently fall into my arms. It's not just a simile or any metaphor, but a partial truth worth knowing only by someone who become yours for the eternity, and with all these due love, I'm waiting in the edge of my chair to ask you, "Can I have the luxury of being enlightened by the complete truth, having your lips alongside my ears?" About the love, Oh yeah. I got to confess this, I'm sorry for being in love with the moment where your eyes stuck got at mine and the heart skipped a thought. Isn't it...

I looked in her eyes, said what was to be, without any words, She grabbed it n me, my breath goes, on her neck, to the back, there came her moans, with bitten lip and a wink, she sniffed me through the cheeks, while my hands slid through the thighs, those deep exhales, priceless, those dirty whispers, merciless, there showered the shower, she pulled me to, and heated the heat, like I wanted to,  while the cloths began to loosen,  hands slipped in as if they were choosen, even the mirror in the corner,  fastened to blur, In the shower, she was wet, but it ain't the shower, That made her wet, he bit her lips and she, his nips, she locked his thigh, for you-know-why. She was an angel,  of cuddles and angles,  and I was her ride,  well, now she rode, beyond any road, to the fullest of the mood, and for couple of hours, we were lost in ours,  from touches to comes, now all diluted to cuddles. @sathvy

EVERY NIGHT, A  GHOST IS BOUGHT, FROM EVERY FIGHT, THAT IS HALF FOUGHT. I'M THE ONE, THE GHOST'S FRIEND, IN EVERY WIN, THE GHOST'S FIND. I'M SORRY I BROUGHT, THE GHOST FOR US, I'M SORRY I FOUGHT, NOT IT, BUT US. ITS YOUR FATE, TO DIE LOVING,  FROM A FINE FIGHT, BY ME OH, DARLING. @Sathvy

Hey guys...          How are you people doing??? Hope you, along with your loved ones, are safe n' sound.  Follow government guide lines , with your own " working-sense ".       Health is wealth , yet people choose to make Money, and consider it as wealth. You know, I have no problem with people those make money, but  it is with the people those have believed that money can buy health...  As far I know, money can buy medicines, tons of them in fact, but who can say, pills can buy lives?? Anyone??  If that is the case then, people who are dealing with depression, disquietude, desperateness, could have easily over come their phobias which would have resulted in being mentally sound. But, unfortunately, there isn't one such pill... Guys listen, please... Depression is not a joke... It's such a terrible feeling that if you are under-going depression and you probably don't know the right way to deal with it. It kills us, yes... And ...