Saturday, 26 August 2017

Tuesday, 15 August 2017

Monday, 10 July 2017

Sometimes...

Feels like crying in the winds when air's rushing,
Feels like standing alone in the rains, staring at the world,
Feels like roaming alone in the melting sunshine, lost in deep thoughts,
Feels like shouting out in autumn, when the golden yellow leaves are all around,
Feels like forgetting the entire world, while watching the loneliness of the moon... 
Sometimes, it feels like drowning in the sadness deeply when nature is in the best of its mood.... our healing wounds scratch out more....!
                          -Vartika Saxena

Sunday, 25 June 2017

Lonely soul....


I am so alone,
Alone in this world of millions of people and crowd hovering all over the globe, with sad and happy stories...
Yet all and each one away so away from me...
It seems as if no one is for me, no one to cheer me up,
To bring me out of my dark corner!!!
Alone I am with no one to introduce me to this beautiful world or the world shadowed with the crowd all over,
And each with its own story......
A story full of pains, full of love, surprises and an unexplainable joy...
Yet, I am so alone, no one for me to introduce me to this unpredictable world!!!

Am I? Am I so alone as I believe I am?
And there is no one to answer my question too...

                                                                                 Vartika Saxena

Monday, 19 June 2017

Random Thought #13


I still...




I still want candies under my pillow when I wake up every day...
I still want to jump on my bed all night and cry for boo-boo...
I still want to roll over the chair and fall crying, to hear someone say " Look you've killed that Ant "...
I still want to be excited for my meals, to get those yummy cereals...
 I still want to have those coloured nappies on me...
 I still want to open my arms, so that anyone could lift me...
 I still want to hear those lullabies sung for me to make me sleep sound...
 I still want everyone to bring chocolates for me, whenever they come...
 I still want my cheeks to be pulled and said 'look! such a cute baby it is'
 and I still want to smell fruity, with those baby powders and all pieces of stuff...



I don't wanna grow up, just wanna be 365 days old... my whole life.



                                                                                                    -Vartika Saxena