Priya Florence Shah, Bestselling Author
Books and Poems by Priya Florence Shah
Copyright © Priya Florence Shah 🍎🍎🍎 A gleaming apple, red and bright, Whispers promises of sweet delight. Its skin, perfection, draws you near, A love so pure, you have no fear. 🍎🍎🍎 But bite inside, and truth unfolds, Rotten flesh, a story told. Worms crawl deep where beauty dies, Toxic love, masked in disguise. 🪱🪱🪱 Read More …
Copyright © Priya Florence Shah ⚰️⚰️⚰️ They’re out in the streets Spreading death and disease Their spells backfired And there’s no reprieve ⚰️⚰️⚰️ Slavers and traffickers Addicted and unstrung Poison blood of innocents Now going on the run ⚰️⚰️⚰️ ⚰️⚰️⚰️ Weaving webs of lies And plots to unalive They’ve fallen from grace And lost their Read More …
Copyright © Priya Florence Shah 🖤🖤🖤 Fake smiles through gritted teeth, every word a lie Slithering snakes trying to get in the gate Deceit in their eyes, beneath the darkened sky 🖤🖤🖤 Criminal minds, cold, calculating, cruel, entitled Woefully ignorant, spiritually impoverished Driven by greed, their hearts tightly bridled 🖤🖤🖤 Leading mobs across the gun Read More …
Copyright © Priya Florence Shah 🍾🍾🍾 Old players striving To relive their youth, Geriatrics with harems, So base and uncouth. 🍾🍾🍾 Indulgent and deviant, Feckless and crass. The heavy cost comes For their reckless acts. 🍾🍾🍾 🍾🍾🍾 Now ignored and forgotten Their pleas fall on deaf ears, Because nobody cares For the bankrupt’s fears. 🍾🍾🍾 Read More …
In the Mad Hatter’s party, the vainglorious desperately seek validation amidst perceived enemies, in a tragic cycle of insecurity and isolation. Copyright © Priya Florence Shah 🎩🎩🎩 Desperate for validation, drowning in gin, The Mad Hatter stumbles, where shallowness begins. At the Mad Hatter’s party, a spectacle of pride, Where every glance is a challenge, Read More …
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