I am a nomad!

There's a good as well as bad news!

As per the customs, lets start with bad news.

I am about to close my blog here. Yeah! you read it right. I was thinking to do it since the starting of this year and the funny part is that I have started blogging here since last October only. I am an idiot and a lover of madness. I was getting bored of it looks, its style and of course my style. So, finally I concluded to close this blog.

Now,

*question 1*

What??? 

Yes! Yes! Yes! I am closing this blog.

*question 2*

How??? 

Go to your dashborad >> setting>> blah blah.. and you can easily find it out there, how to remove your blog.

*question 3*

Why???? 

Oops! I forgot to mention. I am closing this blog as I have updated my blog at WordPress. Yeah! That's the good news. I have even posted some new posts  at my new WordPress blog.

With an open heart, I invite you all to my new blog,

http://writingthoughtsblog.wordpress.com. 

It's just the domain and looks that I have changed not its soul which lies in me. 

I would be glad if you follow and support my new blog in the same way you did for this one. 

Do leave your comments and feedback. I would love to read them.

Smiles

Viditi Bhargava

I Wanna Dream

I wanna dream

Write it somewhere

Then leave

I wanna dream

Share with someone

Then live

I wanna dream

I wanna dream

#micropoetry

Dreams

I wanna see the world

With you beside

This beautiful sun

And those darling nights

The racing water

And some mountain sights

Those happy moments

Or a gloomy tide

 Everything means with you

No matter how's the time

But without you

I wanna hide, I wanna hide.

A Cycle

This poem I wrote for a contest that didn't work out. It describes our existence on earth, our evolution and our cycle. We are born then we live to die and this cycle goes on. And same is for our planet, Earth. It describes the importance of being "grey". That is, good and bad are always there with a balance. Now, I think, it's going quite boring so just read it and feel free to share your opinion with me on the same.

Let's move back like ago three billions

Where there's nothing except some illusions

Warily O warily, this emptiness wailing hollow 

Walked towards a dazzling shadow to make it hallow

Then, the grace the sheen and the floating traits

Trolled the distance between, to bud a wad

And this is how man got its first trace

In something called life, a race

Now, we on the page One of Man's story

Where he's on the learning path to glory

Gaily O Gaily, He's trying working and fighting to live

To do justice to a gift that universe rarely gives

Then the fire the food and the turning wheel

Set "ON" the playing pictures of his life's reel

And then, he makes his dormant emotions agile

That carry the power to turn him both, Strong and fragile.

He played the role of a father mother sister or a brother

And of a son daughter friend enemy or a lover

Slowly O slowly, he learned to help to give and to care

But to learn only good and divine is, darling, a dream mere

With light comes the dark; with good time comes the hard

So, with truth he gained lies and with friendship he made envy ties

While giving birth to man another, he didn't hesitate to kill the other

With kindness he turned greedy as the lust and luxuries tickled him hungry

Beginning with all good then slowly tainting

is a godly wisdom to attain nothing enchanting

Freely O freely, every positive have to meet opposite

To, again, be a balanced zero with stability lit

Man has followed the same thus on a way to destruction

to end this land which is preparing for a new excursion

The wrong shall rise, for the above right so holy

to complete the cycling wheel for the start of a new journey.

Freedom

#RandomThoughts

Meanings

"It's you” she replied.

 He kept on rereading her message.

 He was confused between "is" and "was" for her "it's".

#TwentyWordsStory

A Busy Tale

With pages

She turned her life

With characters she lived

Little did she know

There's a life outside

Where he always stood

Right beside her right