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  • the_scribblers_vault 5w

    I could just become that old version of myself, the one which didn't love, the one with a cold core and no heart. No speculation of what it must feel like. Just a vessel for everything but love. 

  • the_scribblers_vault 11w

    Taken for granted

    We now knew the meaning of love, of what we so easily spoke of, thought of it so lightly that we just gave it away so comfortably, now that we look back in past, all that's left is regrets and confusion, do we even deserve this beautiful feeling anymore ?


  • the_scribblers_vault 12w


    I hope somewhere in the astral plane risen above the plane of reality we still believe in the love we used to believe in. Having that care for each other's well being and the curiousness for our days. Somewhere in the astral plane. 


  • the_scribblers_vault 15w

    when The Script said....

    Where's the "good" in "goodbye"?
    Where's the "nice" in "nice try"?

    Where's the "us" in "trust gone"?
    Where's the "soul" in "soldier on"?

    Now I'm the "lone" in "lonely"
    'Cause I don't own you only

    I can take this mistake
    But I can't take the ache from heartbreak. 

    it hurt bad...


  • the_scribblers_vault 21w



    At some point in time we all become broken pottery, we wait and wait for someone to be our gold foil, to mend us and help become whole again. 


  • the_scribblers_vault 23w

    I do....

    "In sickness and in health I'll be by your side when you need me and when you dont. I'll fulfill all your wishes and needs. I will..........", 

    few promises that has held the universe for eternity. Made by many but fulfilled by some. The only promise I believe in is you, you are the promise I made to myself. 


  • the_scribblers_vault 23w


    Once you're intoxicated with love, every poison is just a sip of cheap wine. 


  • the_scribblers_vault 25w


    किस्से थे जिन्हें कहानी समझ बैठे थे, समेट भी दिए थे कुछ, पन्नों पे, पर आखिर थे तो किस्से ही, हर नए पन्ने पर एक अलग दुनिया बसाए, यादों का सन्दूक उठाये चले का रहे हैं ज़िन्दगी की किताब हाथों में थामे । 


  • the_scribblers_vault 28w


    किस्से ही थे जिन्हें कहानी समझ बैठे थे, समेट भी दिए थे कुछ, पन्नों में, पर आखिर किस्से ही तो थे, हर नए पन्ने पर अपनी एक अलग दुनिया बसाए, यादों का सन्दूक उठाये चले जा रहे हैं ज़िन्दगी की किताब हाथों में थामे।


  • the_scribblers_vault 30w

    Alone Together

    A million stars to fall for, the brightest moonshine to cloak us . Frequent clouds filled the sky, wind had its own music to play. I was to wait for you everytime but why were we always alone together ?