Merak Magazine

My Bloom

My heart was bleeding My soul was pleading to unleash the knots of my nerves to drain off the blood from my skin to let me veil, to let me disappear. My eyes were open but the lashes wilted My…

The Unhappy Bride.

With a heart heavier than the dress she wore that day, she walked up to the beautifully adorned stage that awaited to glow as she took the seat that was meant for her. ‘Smile. It’s your big day!’, her closest…