It's all about the pen that bleeds!❤️

  Lately I realised, You carry a charm when you walk alone, Choice of wrong company only lead you to drone.  Walking on grass will also give me wounds I never had a clue, Dealing with life is being far more difficult than I knew. While building blocks of friendship we miss out on considering our heart, Is it wrong to prioritise anyone else over you? I thought it was an art. Later I realised that art is treated old in the growing world of beats, But they would still ignore the beat thats within you and tell you that everyone cheats.                                                           ~Aastha!<3

  I have one, and you have one too, Let’s bring them together and make it two. Step by step, we will grow together like a crew, One after another, our victory will continue. Height of challenges reaches higher when you are alone to enjoy the view, But it seems to be much easier when people involved are two. To sail my boat to the shore, I choose to row with you, Tides may get high and, sky may get dark, but we ensure these challenges are never new.  As a team, we run, and so we walk slow at times, On low days we tune together in our rhymes. Communication and coordination are what we call our primes, Team work require two handed circle and see how it climbs.                                                     ~Aastha!<3

I  love blue because of the sky or the sky because I love blue, This is something that got stick in my head with a glue. While I step down the stares, one and two, Thinking if the sky comes first or the colour blue. Black in white or white in black, What makes grey? Is holding me back. This is the place where answers again lack, The Same question comes around way back. Again with these riddles I used to get bound, Again same search used to take a round. Later after close observation I found, Unfinished things keep coming around.                                                           ~Aastha!<3