u d i t i

she wasn't 'elegant'.
she had ink-stained fingers, 
a pale face, short messy hair,
eyes full of tears,
and a heart full of dreams.

but
the way she put pen to paper,
the way she made words do her bidding,
and made the world around her
different, real,
she was ELEGANCE.

-- Thing i wrote. defines me in the best way possible.

Uditi
Female, so basically i'm iron man (tony where u at)
14 and living the dream ☺️[not really] [help me]
Bhopal, India.

CURRENTLY ON A HIATUS FOR AN UNDETERMINED PERIOD OF TIME SOORRYYY

Aspiring writer, journalist, singer, and an amateur photographer

My friends call me Udi.
You took the time to come and read my profile, so you're my friend ☺️

i write to escape, and i hope to provide what few readers i get with an escape, too.

check out my poetry collection (of sorts) and latest story on my profile page ☺️ enjoy xx