InThe Live. Love. Laugh. PubbyMehak Adlakha·Apr 24, 2025Why Goodbyes Follow YouLooking Back, Just Like ThatA response icon6A response icon6
InWord GardenbyMehak Adlakha·Jun 17, 2024Never Let GoA Poetry of EmbracingA response icon9A response icon9
InKnow Thyself, Heal ThyselfbyMehak Adlakha·Jun 3, 2024It Feels Unreal, Yet RealBut, what is it?A response icon4A response icon4
InKnow Thyself, Heal ThyselfbyMehak Adlakha·May 30, 2024And the Tale Doesn’t End HerePoetry of moving on.A response icon2A response icon2
InThe Live. Love. Laugh. PubbyMehak Adlakha·May 3, 2024And There I Stood.The Poems Of Falling — by her and him.A response icon17A response icon17
InWrite A CatalystbyMehak Adlakha·Apr 29, 2024Why I Stopped Writing PoetryIt became a toxic habit.A response icon16A response icon16
InWrite A CatalystbyMehak Adlakha·Apr 27, 202414 February 2018It was Valentine’s Day and here I was, grieving my heart out.A response icon5A response icon5
InShort. Sweet. Valuable.byMehak Adlakha·Jan 21, 2024Don’t Love Me. I Beg You, for Your Sake.I wrote and sent this to him, hoping I did the right thing. But did I?
InThe ShortformbyMehak Adlakha·Jan 15, 2024I Would Always Love Falling Asleep Gazing at the Sleepy YouIn the quiet moments, I penned this while watching him slowly drift into dreams — perhaps of mine?A response icon1A response icon1
InShort. Sweet. Valuable.byMehak Adlakha·Jan 8, 2024Our Hearts Talk in a Way No Words CanA Tale of Love
InShort. Sweet. Valuable.byMehak Adlakha·Jan 5, 2024I Hated You and Loved YouA poem about an abusive relationship and breaking free.A response icon1A response icon1
