• ridhimachetna 6w


    Thursday thrusday where have you been

    I rise with laziness without any dream

    Skip yoga and leave the cardio to breathe

    Stare at that garden mess 

    Of plants and weeds

    Sip a coffee and pluck a few chillies

    If spices would taste sour

    Let the Netflix scream

    Draw a doodle down the ankle

    With the mehndi still in fridge

    Lay on the ground with open hair

    Let them feel ever inch