Amongst alien places and alien faces,
Where familiarity had no traces,
In the scorching sun, still feeling cold,
Falling down and having nobody to hold,
My fears untold ,I had a fake smile,
I secretly shed a tear , every once in a while,
I longed to be independent of those chains of misery,
Little did I know , that was my key to be free,
My key to step out of my cocoon,
My chance to touch the stars and the moon,
My chance to start a brand new tale,
I had no one to judge me even when I fail,
I failed and I failed but I knew I would sail,
You won't feel pleasure if you haven't seen pain,
Trust me , the struggle never goes in vain,
I met the kind of people, I didn't even know exist,
I felt good about the opportunities I hadn't missed,
I thought I had a terrible life , but I was wrong,
The struggle stays for a bit , but the pleasure period is long,
I looked back , from where I started,
From where me and my comfort parted,
And the transformation in me brought tears in my eyes,
I had finally achieved victory, the new me, was my prize ,
It was the best feeling I had ever felt ,
I went to my Mom and down I knelt,
I thanked her for sending me away,
And I thanked her again, everyday.
-Aastha Arora

Drip drop tear.
The darkness nears.
Your demons are here.
Drip drop tear.

Drip drop tear.
The shadow leers.
Your pain is your peer.
Drip drop tear.

Drip drop tear.
The heart no longer bears.
Death smells of fear.
Drip drop tear.


©Aastha

Some days,
you mean the world to me,
I don't lie.
Some days,
I see the world in your eyes.
Baby, some days, you are my world.

©Aastha

His words, her heaven. And when he pours pages and pages of emotions for her, there she finds the meaning of God.

©Aastha

As I turned the last page,
I found myself broken
for it was time to bid goodbye
to our love story.
You saw the pain in my eyes,
and wrote another book.

©Aastha

For her, love was a lot of things,
his hair, his eyes,
his smile, his voice,
his breath, his touch...
For him, love was but one thing,
HER

©Aastha

"Here is my heart and soul," she said.
Out on the cold table she laid
her all. He whispered, "I'll place your needs above
all mine." Little did she know he lied.
He played a little and tossed it aside.
Yet, somehow, she still believes in love.

©Aastha

You've got my heart held on a string,
it's breaking into two.
Enough belongs to me to get hurt,
while the rest belongs to you.

I can only hope that someday
you'll wake up and you'll find.
While my heart belongs to you,
yours too belongs to mine.

©Aastha

A little darkness, a little light.
A little sorrow, a smile so bright.
Life is just so black and white.

©Aastha

children's poem*
There lived a little child, in the paradise,
Where the sun never set and the sun would never rise.

One day came a storm and took the child away,
Through the garden and the breeze. It took her far away.

She was now all alone and wandering through the snow.
The child was lost that day but nobody did know.

She set for the search of her home through the wind and the sun.
Then came a heavy rain, she didn't find a place to run.

She didn't eat and sleep, she walked from day till night.
She always kept her eyes open, till her eyes were frozen wide.

She walked through spring and the summer, then came the winter along.
The autumn gave golden fruits to all, but she could never find her home.

The little child was lost, around the world she roamed.
She was never again happy, for she could never find her home.

©Aastha

And we say goodbye, life's so not fair.
But darling, when you need me, I'll always be there.
Our path are different, our destinations so far,
but 'tis surely been a walk to remember.

©Aastha