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Shefali SK, is currently working as Asst. Professor of Psychology at SDM Postgraduate College, Ujire, Karnataka. Having writing as her passion and travelling as her hobby, Shefali has published many articles and travel stories in various newspapers. She has published a book titled “Krithika”, in the year 2016. She is an introspective writer yet conveys her thoughts in a very simple language.




In the depth of darkness,

I see my scattered dreams.

In the roar of oceans,

I hear my faded laughter.

In the bouquet of flowers,

I smell my rotten love.

In the basket of cherries and chocolates,

I taste my bitter memories.

In the world of endearment,

I touch my broken heart.

In the pursuit of happiness,

I sense my ripped trust.





In the darkness of night,

In the fuzz of holding you tight,

I lost you


In the madness of love,

In the emptiness of life,

I lost you


In the fear of losing,

In the anxiety of missing,

I lost you


I lost you,

To the devil of misunderstanding

To the witch of contemplating


I lost you,

To the distance and time

To make a possession to be mine



Bride by my side

Today is the day, she has dreamed of all her life.

But you too have dreamed the same for her.

The dream has come true.

She is standing as a beautiful bride by your side.

When you look at her,

Time rewinds.

The day you first saw her,

Held her hand,

Walked with her,

The caring, the cuddling, the fights

Memories block your eyes.

But when you come to reality,

She is standing as a beautiful bride by your side.

You see her, packing her bags.


Wondering! What is she packing?

May be-

She is packing the memories of her life.

Memories of the day you first saw her,

Held her hand,

Walked with her,

The caring, the cuddling and the fights.

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