Posts

First Sight

Image
                   Short Poem  "First Sight" Y our smile is infectious giving me chills. My heart is pumping with a chemical twist. The light in your eyes is like the twinkling stars of the night. Your aura is magical I'm spellbound with your presenc e . Anupriya Asthana

Me Time

Image
                  Short Poem  "Me Time" The rains have settled down and the weather is pleasant. I can see the butterflies  fluttering around the golden shower. There is a melodious tune coming across the street Someone is truly in love  listening to "Crazy". My  coffee has been brewed perfectly and I'm gonna take a sip.  O n a couch next to the window, wide open to feel the wind. Dressed in my favorite comfy shorts and extra-large tee. With ink on my fingertips and acrylics on my sheet. I often write and paint side by side to pour my thoughts and dreams of night. Anupriya Asthana

Life

Image
                 Short Poem  "Life" Life is a journey,  that flows continuously. Passing from the hurdles,  breaking various restrictions. Carving its own path irrespective of challenges. Anupriya Asthana

They

Image
                Short Poem  "They" They are making conclusions in few conversations. People here are living together for  years hardly knowing each other. Anupriya Asthana

Thankful To the Days

Image
               Short Poem  "Thankful To the Days" Thankful to the days when I pushed myself to take chances and to explore the hidden. There were questions around but I ignored to answer They still knock on my door and I pretend to be deaf for all. It's funny how we are judged and questioned when we choose ourselves what is good for us . Anupriya Asthana

This Too Shall Pass

Image
              Short Poem  "This Too Shall Pass" There are so many things you can indulge yourself in. It doesn't matter  whether you are in or traveling out Everything is pleasant and calming If your heart is singing This too shall pass and you will wander like a rockstar.  . Anupriya Asthana

Wanderer

Image
             Short Poem  "Wanderer" High mountains and eyes are red before you think It's something else. let me tell you it is the sleep that is still sitting there. Now you will say you got the room and you got the keys. But roaming around and walking up the hills. why the hell you don't sleep? Let me tell you I am here to explore To experience mountain life more. To sing like birds and to jump like monkeys, To capture memories in every selfie. Anupriya Asthana