It covers me like the embrace of the sky. Like a closed one bidding goodbye. Like those smeared memories and lyrics of a melancholy song, Home, Home is what I long for.
ASTHA SRIVASTAVAIt covers me like the embrace of the sky. Like a closed one bidding goodbye. Like those smeared memories and lyrics of a melancholy song, Home, Home is what I long for.
ASTHA SRIVASTAVAHow your words and pauses have become mine. How you are a full stop to my every line. You have colored me with your thoughts, red and white. The tinge of my blood and the pure divine.
ASTHA SRIVASTAVAAren’t we all murderers? Sometimes of our emotions. Sometimes of our dream. Sometimes of our conscience for the sake of being downstream?
ASTHA SRIVASTAVANo truths hidden, no lies fed. No expectations, no tears shed.
ASTHA SRIVASTAVATo rise after a fall, oh what an idea to haul. What you think would hold you, More often than not, turns your white soul into cold blue.
ASTHA SRIVASTAVAAre you my poison or my solace? Leaving me disconcerted and blue.. Disguised in a bliss or elixir behind menace? Hard to live WITH OR WITHOUT YOU!
ASTHA SRIVASTAVAIn a world where insensitivity and indifference are overrated. Don’t lose faith in love and warmth. You may feel lost and worn out, but the most magical and the richest place will always be a kind heart.
ASTHA SRIVASTAVAEyes bloodshot, words insane, anxious thoughts, feelings ashamed. After all, it was the heart to be blamed.
ASTHA SRIVASTAVASometimes life is easier when you intentionally choose not to understand the meaning behind, when you try to look away from what’s apparent to the eyes of the mind.
ASTHA SRIVASTAVATo choose a plain life, I choose neither to lose and nor do I gain, If happiness is not in my destiny, I refuse to accept pain.
ASTHA SRIVASTAVAFinally found solace, a way out of maze. You discern, YOU are your HOME, Today and Always.
ASTHA SRIVASTAVAMaybe I should just let myself feel to the point that I don’t feel anything. It’s the game of feelings, I think it’s time to play with my own.
ASTHA SRIVASTAVAIs less really more or more is actually less? Will you leave me depressed or will I make you obsessed? Oh, What a mess! What a mess!
ASTHA SRIVASTAVAHow crazy it is to define your happiness with hypocrisy-laced conventions? To always go with the flow and not letting the craziness show. Looks like the only sanity is to LET GO.
ASTHA SRIVASTAVASouls shouldering the burden of false hopes, broken promises, fear like a burning flame. Maybe that’s why each one of us is so different yet the same.
ASTHA SRIVASTAVAI don’t know what I need, Maybe just dreams, the right people, and a spirit freed of all the worries, insecurities, and fear. A fulfilled life where visions and hearts are more clear.
ASTHA SRIVASTAVA