"Ananya, The Verbal Seduction."

Never forget to step in their shoes.


Verbal Seduction

Any worse?

Any worse? Vulnerability at its worst. (Instagram: verbal.seduction) (Facebook: Verbal Seduction.) Any secret message for me? -Ananya, The Verbal Seduction. Moto G Plus, 4th Gen (Black, 16 GB) - Upgradable to Android 7.0 Nougat >

No one but you.

No one but you. (Follow on Insta: verbal.seduction) Any secret message for me? You came up to me with heck of an assurance. How could I not believe you? -Ananya, The Verbal Seduction.


A Man turned Lovers' desire. Her lips were Juicy and red. Tempting enough to picture her in bed. She filled me with so much of lust. The pervert in me now knew stardust. Just as dusk turns dawn. My 'lust' came and... Continue Reading →

My Valentine.

My Valentine. (Follow on Insta: verbal.seduction) Any secret message for me? I'm loving you from far, Much like a star. I'm loving you just fine, As if you are mine. -Ananya, The Verbal Seduction.

Why be a brat?

A relationship lacking Seriousness is like a mind full of mess. No matter how many thoughts you put in, the outcomes are feeble enough to walk to the bin. The spontaneity may bring in casual tee-hees'. But, it doesn't prep us... Continue Reading →

Art of Criticizing.

Out of the many art forms, criticizing is one. It might sound funny, but it sure is under the sun. The 'criticizing art', I call it. Dwell into it carefully, It'll either be a miss or a hit. There's no... Continue Reading →

Blue Muse.

Bluse Muse. (Follow on Insta: verbal.seduction) And everyone wonders why, as to why  I always failed at writing letters. (They invented water proof paper quite late, didn't they?) Wish to say something to me? -Ananya, The Verbal Seduction.

Unheard Musings.

Do you hear me, the things that I don't utter? Will you only do so, when my words will come coated with Glitter? How could you not? My soul's screaming the loudest. If you don't want to, you pleasantly be... Continue Reading →

Bleeding poetry.

Bleeding Poetry. (Follow on Insta: verbal.seduction) And there's no better feeling than a heart bleeding poetry. Believe me, it's a feeling. A feeling; one gets addicted to. Then why would you link it with grief? Wish to say something to me? -Ananya, The... Continue Reading →

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