The Thoughtful Writings

Some days it just is like this.

It’s one of those days when I want to write, but not sure about what. I just want to hold a pen and let it’s ink flow on that piece of paper which lies in my sight, begging me to give it an identity.

It’s gonna be okay..

The darkness will vanish 
the sky will be happy
And then there will be a bloom forever
For the bad times that came floating to my life
Like clouds of heavy storm 
Will give heavy rains and a reason to let all my problems go.. 
For i shall be happy again 
And there will be dandelions all around
Oh that…

Change is you.

Those who say change is constant, it is not.
Change is creepy.
Change is circumstantial
Change is variable
Change depends on you
Change depends on your choices
The paths you choose to walk on.
Don’t blame the change,
there’s no point in doing it.
Blame yourself!
Blame your situations, the ones
that led you to…

Let’s leave it to time

When he’s into you
And you’re into him
But you both are scared
to accept the truth.
When you both drop
subtle hints, expecting
The other to react, but he doesn’t
Because he doesn’t want to ruin
What’s already present.
And you think the same.
But both of you are eager to know
What’s going…

#metoo

Recently, a new trend has started where women, and some men too, are posting a status on their social media profiles, using the hashtag “metoo”. A lot of people are wondering what it’s about while most of them know it. Today’s post is about the new viral trend #metoo, a few of my experiences and why this trend is…

Because you’re your only saviour

When they learn the truth,
they judge you quietly
and start walking away.
And you get stuck in a situation,
you were scared of getting into.
People are always curious,
specially when you’re the quiet one.
And when you start opening up,
they can’t handle your crazy,
the…

Even the sight of her walking away was so beautiful

And slowly she disappeared into the bright light
that was shining on the other side of me.
I couldn’t get my eyes off her
until I wasn’t able to see even the slightest of her.
She ran, so happy that my gaze transfixed on her face.
I wanted…