Scribble: it’s scary πŸ€

It’s scary when someone brings so much happiness in your life in such a short span of time because at any second, they can take it away with them ..

It’s scary when someone brings hope in your life to live again with love because at any second, they can turn the light off …

It’s scary when someone brings smile in your life because at any second, they can make you cry …

Why we give our key of happiness in other hands … Why !!?

We can’t live 🌈

Poetry: There is something beautiful β€οΈ

There is something beautiful about the way she smiles when she misses you..

There is something beautiful about the way she blushes when she reads your messages…

There is something beautiful about the way she sees herself when you call her “My Love” …

There is something beautiful about the way she dreams when you talk about future …

There is something beautiful about the way she listens every song hundred times in a day which you send …

There is something beautiful about the way she understands each and every lyrics of the song perfectly …

There is something beautiful…. ❀️

Astha Srivastava β™₯️

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Poetry: My locked heart πŸ’–

I’ve always Treasured my heart and kept it locked,

Not one or two but many had already knocked.

It was reserved for that deserving one,

I don’t get it how people keep it open for everyone.

I know its hard to put a lock for so long,

It not only needs patience but faith along.

But the day you meet the right person.

Either you feel bells ring or Bollywood music in the background,

But you’ll love his presence around.

I was just wondering, how for so long we were apart,

And with all the trust gave him the keys to my locked heart.

Astha Srivastava β™₯️

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Poetry: Self Discovery πŸŒˆ

Self-discovery –
The way to happiness is based on self-discovery.

Life is full of pain and misery.

We can unfold the locked doors and create a successful story.

How to find out the true self in this hypocrite world?

The answer is lucid.

Everyone exists here with a beautiful purpose . We just have to realise that objective of our being.

Then the enlightened soul will stimulate a new divine being.

Dear all, a lustrous soul is waiting for you.

Don’t mediate with the conventional norms. Think bigger than ever to step up to the ladder.

The ladder will unlock the passage towards the cosmic world…

Astha Srivastava β™₯️

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Alternate Places I find home in β™₯️🏑

Long hugs and sweaty palms after holding someone’s hand tight. Sometimes it’s better to be in someone’s embrace when you don’t safe in your own…

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Fix myself with the music. The serene words pouring hope in my soul as I wait for lights to guide me home. I’d happily equate peace with music…

But select the write oneβ™₯️

Writing what I feel. It’s like when I lost somewhere else or can’t find a way to get back then write everything. It feels good…

Write it all out ✍️

The smell of books. Books are eternal peace…

πŸ“šπŸ“–πŸ“š

The chai(Tea) with my loved ones and gossip about every other ones. It’s is like there is no problem in the world which can’t be ameliorated by a cup of tea…

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Watching Netflix, with some cold pizza in the comfiest clothes as I sit on the messy floor. It might be downright disgusting, but I find comfort in imperfection…

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The night sky, stars and moon, just lay down underneath, the moon reminds me that we all have phases when we just want to disappear and hide but we gradually grow to feel whole again…

Fly anyway πŸŒΌπŸ™ƒ

Talking with my favourite person because he is home, because somewhere he is my little world where I want to go lost in him, with him…

πŸ’–πŸ’–

Mother’s lap, she is home. whenever I feel low I just go lay down beside my mother and all the problems disappear like magic. She has some magic spells I guess …

Mother is home πŸ‘πŸ’–

Astha Srivastava β™₯️

Scribble: Feelings never fade🌺

Feelings –

Feelings are something that’s never fades,

May it of love or hatred,

It’s blossoms like flowers in our garden,

Bcoz it’s the feeling
it’s the emotions without which we are nobody,

Like without breathing we will die,

Like that only without emotions we will become lifeless,

Without emotions we will become statue,

That’s why may the memories can fades but the emotions remain still
May be it of jealousy or revenge
Kindness or sympathy…

And sometimes we get that similar rage when someone broke us, that similar tears when someone tore us apart, that similar feeling, it’s like we are unable to heal. Isn’t it ?

Astha Srivastava β™₯️

Scribble: Are you Breaking that special bond ? How?

breaking a special bond.

I don’t know how do people break bonds so easily these days like, it took you 1 month or more than a month to gain their trust and now?
You just left them,even after knowing that there is no one for that person except for you…but you chosed to leave.

If someone does a mistake, show them their mistake let them work on it, while they are working on it,
it doesn’t means that you’d leave them bruh! Mistakes make a man perfect, doing mistakes is common. Elon Musk did mistakes too, everyone does mistakes.
Please don’t break bonds because of someone’s mistakes, be there for them,
make them better
improve them!
Don’t leave them please!!!!
spread love

Astha Srivastava β™₯️

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Open letter: To my favourite person β€οΈ

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To my favourite person…

As I sit down to write this letter, I feel overwhelmed and happy and have all the mixed emotions running through, because I exactly don’t know what would I do without you, all I know is I have you, by my side, now and forever. My heart knows that I’ll always have you. Gut feelings are like a guardian angels.

You are my warzone and my paradise…

I don’t know why I love you I can’t describe that, your way of speaking? Your intelligence? Your voice? Your look or your new ways of showing me how much you love me. I don’t know why!! How!! You became everything..

You are my favorite feeling…

No matter how many people I meet, know, no matter how busy I am but I always find that precious time when I can think about you, read our previous chats, smile like an idiot while listening your dedicated song for me, it’s feel like daily, everyday, every second you are with me. My worst day at work turns beautiful because of you ..

You are my home …

No matter how far I go you are the home. I’ll return to, each time, no matter how hard it gets, “kyunki dil jaanta h tu hai to I’ll be alright” . You are my seashore. I’ll always find a way back to you ..

I can’t describe how much special you are…

Mere words wouldn’t do justice to the relationship we share, because tags don’t define us. You are not someone who i would confess to, you are not someone for whom i try things it’s just happens and it’s beautiful, you are someone I wouldn’t give up on, you are someone I would trade my whole universe for, you are someone I love without limits and reasons.

You made me believe “kuch logon ke sath waqt bitaane se hi sab theek ho jata hai”

My all love for you ❀️

Astha Srivastava β™₯️

My Poetry Got published: Momentos βœοΈβœοΈβœ¨βœ¨

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Seventh book in a row
My Poetry got published 
#Appreciation
#Bookpublished
#Smallbucketofhappiness
#co-author
#writingfeelsgood

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Some lines of my poetry:

” Yes love scares me, you know, what if the one I love leaves me in the middle to get the one they love without bothering about me who still loves !!!! “

“Moments” is available on Amazon

You can buy from notionpress

https://notionpress.com/read/momentos

😍😍

Astha Srivastava β™₯️