Poems

 Scarlet Scribbles

Welcome to Scarlet Scribbles! ✨🖋️

Every word holds a story, every verse echoes a feeling. Here, you'll find pieces of my heart woven into poetry—expressions of dreams, dilemmas, resilience, and hope. Some lines whisper untold emotions, while others scream the unspoken truths of life.

Through Scarlet Scribbles, I invite you to step into a world of words that reflect both the chaos and beauty of being human. Dive in, feel, and maybe, just maybe, find a piece of yourself in these verses. 

Are you ready to read the first ever ink that felt personal? ✨🖋️

This was the moment my words truly became mine—the first time emotions spilled onto paper in a way that felt real. A mix of strength and vulnerability, of silent battles and untold feelings. This poem marked the beginning of my journey, where writing became more than just words—it became a reflection of me.

— And so it begins...

The Hidden Feeling -

A person who is eager to see the shining success,
She who is trying to be the one,
A sweet little girl who tries to be the bold woman in front of everyone,
However, deep inside, she still remains the softest one.

She dreams to be the best petal,
But she doesn’t know that she is the one and only,
The bright, beautiful flower that catches the eye
In the field of life.

Despite her soft nature, she pretends to be like a rose,
The one and only thing that is soft but has a harsh, hard outer covering. 

The next one has another beautiful string connected - 

The Reflecting Piece - 

I worked hard to get there,
Every minute spent to take that step.
What is that place?
The blessing of experiencing moments of happiness,
And the warmth of peace.

Yet if my imagination flips,
And the wheels take a different turn,
Will my confidence slip?
Will I ever be able to shine again,
As quickly as a flash, or remain as ash?

I know I am hesitant,
Caught in continuous tension,
Wondering if the time spent was enough
To achieve the feelings I expected.
To achieve the position respected,
And reach the end of this quest —
Who knows what is driven by destiny,
What is written by fate?

If I am meant to fly high,
Then I must be ready to touch the sky.
Soar to great heights;
I assure you, no one can stop you
From waving your hands in front of the flashing lights.

The undeniable truth is this:
As you expressed your level best,
Wish the one only to grant you
With the deserving rest.

Thank You! ✨💖

To everyone who takes a moment to read, feel, and connect with my words—thank you. Every poem, every line, and every thought shared here holds a piece of me, and knowing that it reaches you makes this journey even more special.

Stay tuned for more emotions woven into words, more untold feelings, and more stories waiting to be felt. 🌸

With gratitude,
Aradhya 🖋️✨