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Even though its the bitter truth of life, when it happens it makes us vulnerable and emotional at the same time. And we learn to live with it, carry the essence of pain in ourselves for eternity 😦
It was summer time and we were both young and ready for adventure and fun. I was a staff member at a summer camp, back from my first year at college and you were just out looking for some fun. I was a 20-year-old girl and to this day I remember your name as you
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How far is too far? How far is the line? Which keeps us from overstepping boundaries, And I keep stepping on the line, With no remorse left to feel inside The veil is lifted and now people can see me, What I truly am With cruel charade around me The raven-haired girl wept and wept
You thought I won’t survive without you You were so wrong, baby I didn’t just survive without you, I thrived.
Whenever I think about sex it smells like you ❤️
“Can’t you see I’m sick?” said my aunt reading a newspaper on a sunny morning in the winter season as leaves from the trees above her, fell one by one on her lap while she sips her morning batch of alcohol without paying attention to what I had to say. “I’m hungry,” I said thinking
“Do you forgive me?” I asked. She looked up and searched my eyes, before saying nothing and hanging her head. So much time had passed since I did those terrible things. They say time heals wounds, but just how much time is needed? I wondered what I could do that would change her heart; so
Rohan sat against the wall stroking his wife’s hair as he held her head in his hands. “I love you so much, honey,” he said crying, tears splashing on her auburn hair. He sniffed and wiped his eyes. Standing up, he looked at the box on his desk. He took a deep breath and opened
Paint me with the wet tickle of your tongue lingering with affection savoring my fervent flavor in bold strokes of your obsession as the love grows deep so does the lingering hunger within.
Remember those nights, when you were five I sat and held you down to calm your soul After your father left you The anger you had at 14, which you took out on me The lost time we had because of the two jobs I had in order for us to make it But it
He was the devil, his curse was He was a worshiper, her body his altar They represented disdain through all who knew them But she was a drug and He was addicted Drip drip, all sinned in their own way.
Waiting eagerly for the new year 🌻
When I was eighteen I went to mom to confess Mom, I’m a mess All I do is think of men Dream of two or three at a time From Sunup till forever Staying on my knees never getting up I’m going to amputate my feet Donate them to an amputee Not one to be
That look on your face, the first time our hands touched each other Was full of promises, full of chances that this could be a beginning, unlikely the others. ~ @pia.majumdar ~ For more posts like these, follow me on Instagram- pia.majumdar let’s connect 🌻
There was never an us like the book i dropped my pages wrinkled never to be flat and smooth again paper billowing like waves Every time I fold over the cover to read the story between lines I froze I remembered the long aching nights for a connection a touch, but not yours A touch
Let this innocent love blossom between us don’t let it wilt away tender to it, nourish it, feed your soul to our love and we will be inseparable.
Everything changed the year that we got married.And after that, we moved out to the suburbs.How young we were, how ignorant, how readyto think the only history was our own. A captive, hostage of your vicious anger.The facade of your caring baby blue eyesnow contorted with vicious cruelty.My once unbroken bodynow a mess of tangled
Love should be like this, losing yourselves in each other while resting your soul in each other’s faith 💗
He met her at a party. She was so outstanding, many guys chasing after her, while he was so normal, nobody paid attention to him. At the end of the party, he invited her to have coffee with him, she was surprised, but due to being polite, she promised. They sat in a nice coffee
There so many things I would like to say to him. Things I feel he did to me that are notfair but what person would I be if I did? There is no victory in foolish blame neither is there saving with a heart that is filled with anger and hatredYou must do it with
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It’s true indeed, every time….
Tried to keep you out, but kept coming crawling back to you…. every time. What will you call this?
Once Storm was a little girl No one loved her As she bought heavy destruction with her Wherever she went. She couldn’t love the man Who yearned for her touch How could she have loved him? When she knew, even with the slightest touch He won’t survive her curse. © Pia Majumdar
Hey guys, it’s our first tie collaborating together, me and Amandeep, check out his page. He is an amazing photographer, and he clicked pictures of a very cute grumpy cat. 🙂 🙂 There is an internal fight in my mind I don’t know what is lost that I am trying to find Maybe I
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