I Believe

i believe

I believe in serenity,
How calm and peaceful it is!
I believe in the simplicity of the surroundings.
The effect that it leaves on others who are near to it.

Deep in the woods I observed how life can be simple if we don’t try to make it complicated.
Things aren’t difficult to achieve they all seems to be different. A little effort with sincerity can makes things possible.

We as human beings, have the tendency to put our bad side on others. We all give the control of our emotions to them.
So that we can justify our own wrong doings.
Is it so?

We should focus and shout at our own stuffs. Perhaps, this might make it calm and flee instead of letting ourself get into those hands which is actually of no use.

To be real, to be kind and to be sincere will eventually make you SIMPLE!



There lies beauty within us the smile is one such that has the power to change anything,


Everyone has their own qualities that we might not find in others at the same time or in ourselves too.


They have the strength to get up and walk again in the same direction after a huge downfall without losing hope.


No matter how different we are but there is one thing that connects our souls and binds us beautifully which is called Love!


Different people are structured differently and so for that concern the heart and the mind is different too.


What I have observed is that we all are different yet we are one in someway or the other!




It keeps on spinning,

And starts from the time I wake up

till the time I close my eyes.

Words that surrounds me,

they go along with me where I go.


Like a floating chain,

it drapes around me neck and

then slowly down to my hands,

compelling my fingers to move them

until I write!






Lost in the busy world,

Where everything gets blurred.

Frozen like snow ,

and working to move things in a flow

Where dreams are no more into eyes

But seeing them grow infront of  eyes.






I love to watch the flares
settling down,
The walls gets illumined
through the window;
Sometimes disturbing while
Sometimes a pleasure.
I wait for the silent hour
of the night,
Because that’s the time
when the world sleeps
And my dreams arise!




swati_writes_The opening of the eyes
is something that I escape from.
The pillow on my face helps me to stay away from the truth,
Yes get up it’s too late now! 
Pushing myself for a new day has now become a big task.
Leaning towards the window
And staring at the pleasing view.

The rain drops falling on my face!
But again reminded,
And dragging myself for one more day.
Stepping out of the room feeling the chills and breeze
Oh, when is the day going to end

Take me to my bed back again! -Swati


Because Eyes Speak

eyes speak

So much to see
So much to hide
the things which you
have now piled up.
Who is going to speak?
Is it you,
Or the one who is hiding inside you?

No matter how hard you try to
lock them all,
Your eyes are enough to unveil
what is going inside you!