People think i’m sensitive
They don’t know my battles
They don’t know what i’ve been through and what i’ve emerged from
They don’t know how strong I am
If I’m sensitive
Then being sensitive is the strongest of all
Aug 12, 2025
Aug 12, 2025 at 6:14 AM UTC
A flower oh so rare
Just one amongst a garden full
Gleaming bright like a star
Impossible to deny its pull
Caving to its beauty
Set on to find the seeds
After years of search
Heart finally found what it needs
It starts with excitement
Grows into a beautiful bloom
With lush leaves unseen
Nurtured by everything it assumes
But time of course takes its toll
Once you have it, it fades away
What once was everything in the world
Slowly becomes a far and distant sway
One missed watering
A harmless slight
Surely tomorrow
It’ll regain its might
Forgetting to nourish
Neglecting to tend
Assuming its resilience
Would never bend
But with wilted petals
It whispered goodbye
It couldn’t survive
Even though it did try
In this bittersweet garden of love
A lesson to be learnt
Just like flowers without enough care
Bonds too can be burned
Jul 17, 2025
Jul 17, 2025 at 12:22 AM UTC
The midnight came
With a glowing full moon
Nothing about it tame
Cascading light into my room
The world fell silent
Not a soul in sight
As if every star in the sky was compliant
In this conspiracy of the night
The peace engulfs me
Taking me into a serene state of mind
The sound of the waves of the nearby sea
Finally audible after a day of being undermined
The possibilities endless
Of what I could do with this time
With a holiday from a mind that’s always restless
I could dance, sing and rhyme
The calm lonely night
Threatens to disappear as soon as it began
And as I wake up with the sun shining bright
I wait for the midnight to come again
May 2, 2025
May 2, 2025 at 5:25 AM UTC