Lalit Kumar

Lalit Kumar Feb 28

Some things break quietly, some things burn forever.

I. Glass & Ghosts
Writing my name in a mirror of breath,
watching it vanish like I was never here.
Flesh remembers what time forgets,
but the winter smiles—
as if it knows something I don’t.

II. Streets & Scars
The city hums with untold stories,
where fathers are echoes
and lovers are lost in the fog.
Blind footsteps, heavy with fate,
scars rise like prayers in the wind.

III. Fire & Falling
Lungs filled with the weight of old wars,
teeth clenched against regret’s bite.
Stars don’t whisper,
they scream.
And some nights, I swear,
they burn just for me.

IV. Midnight & Memory
The river carries reflections of ghosts,
the moon is a silent witness.
Some things break quietly.
Some things burn forever.

#poetry #lostsouls #fadingmemories #midnightthoughts #burningstars #ghostsandechoes #scarsandstories #silentpain #fireandfalling #brokenyetbeautiful

Lalit Kumar Feb 28

The Apology Unwarranted

I watched from afar, my heart heavy with guilt,
The boy, standing cold, as her tears gently built.
She stood before him, fragile and small,
And whispered, "I’m sorry," though it wasn’t her fall.

Her eyes, still tender, though broken inside,
Offered an apology she had no need to provide.
She bowed her head, as if to confess,
For the heartbreak he caused, in all of its mess.

He stood unmoved, oblivious, blind,
To the storm he had left, to the damage he’d signed.
Yet there she was, with no fault to bear,
Offering sorrow, as if life were fair.

She spoke of mistakes, of things left unsaid,
While the boy, in his silence, let the guilt spread.
It wasn’t her fault—no, it never was,
But there she stood, broken because—

She thought the fault was hers to own,
That somehow, she’d left him alone.
But I saw the truth, though they didn’t—
He was the one who should have been repentant.

Her apology was like a fragile plea,
For love he had shattered, carelessly.
Yet, she still bowed, still bore the weight,
While he, untouched, sealed her fate.

I stood as a witness, aching inside,
For a girl who deserved so much more than to hide.
Her apology was a gift undeserved,
From a heart broken, yet still preserved.

#unwarrantedapology #heartbreak #innocenceandguilt #brokenpromises #loveandregret #witnesstopain #emotionalstruggle #heartfeltregret #shatteredtrust #girlintears

Lalit Kumar Feb 28

The Keeper’s Solitude

The wind howls loud against the stone,
A lighthouse keeper, standing alone.
The storm rages wild, fierce, and strong,
But in this quiet, I must belong.

The book in my hands is my only friend,
Pages worn thin, but I pretend
That in its words, I’m not alone,
That in its lines, I’ve found my home.

Outside the waves crash and pound,
The world is chaos, spinning around.
But here I stand, amidst the gale,
Holding fast, where others might fail.

The light I guide cuts through the dark,
A beacon of hope, a single spark.
Yet, deep within, I long to flee,
To find peace beyond this storm-swept sea.

But duty calls, and I must stay,
A keeper of light, come what may.
The storm outside will pass, I know,
But in my heart, the winds still blow.

So I read, I wait, I fight alone,
While the storm outside claims its throne.
For the light I guard, though heavy the cost,
I’ll stand alone, no matter the loss.

#lighthousekeeper #stormyduty #solitudeinthestorm #fightingalone #beaconofhope #stormandsolitude #quietstrength #dutyandsacrifice #lonelyvigil #guidinglight

Lalit Kumar Feb 28

The Midnight Canoe

Beneath the velvet sky, the boy floats alone,
A silent canoe sways, no sound, just the tone
Of waves that whisper secrets in the night,
As the moon casts shadows, soft and bright.

The sea beneath him teems with life unknown,
A dance of creatures in the depths they've grown—
A whale’s tail flits like a shadowed dream,
A jellyfish glows in a ghostly gleam.

Lost in the vastness, the boy seeks his way,
A soul adrift, a heart led astray.
He gazes up at the heavens’ endless sea,
Each star a whisper, each flicker a plea.

"Where am I going? What is this plight?"
His voice swallowed by the endless night.
But the stars speak softly, a guide from afar,
The light of a distant, unreachable star.

In the silence, he calls out to the divine,
"Are you there, God? Can your light be mine?"
The universe, vast, yet so close to his soul,
A light in the dark, a beacon, a goal.

The stars flicker brighter, the sea a calm sheet,
He feels a stillness, where heartbeats meet.
The creatures around him, the stars up above,
A reminder that guidance comes wrapped in love.

And though the night feels endless and wide,
He knows he’s not lost—he’s just on a ride.
For even in darkness, even adrift,
There’s a quiet voice giving him a lift.

The boy on the canoe, with stars for his guide,
Learns that sometimes, it’s okay to just ride.
For in the silence, the night, and the waves,
There’s a truth that guides him, that he’ll always crave.

#midnightjourney #lostandfound #celestialguidance #seacreatures #starsandfaith #divinewhispers #cosmicadventure #lifeonthewater #seekinginthedark #spiritualquest

Lalit Kumar Feb 28

Cosmic Love in Fragments

Aries
Bold, fearless, burning bright,
Your flame ignites the quiet night.
A spark of fire in the heavens’ song,
Leading the lost, where they belong.

Cancer
Cradled in the softest glow,
Your gentle tides, where emotions flow.
Moon-kissed and wrapped in dreams,
A protector of hearts, or so it seems.

Leo
Golden rays, a king’s pride,
In your light, no shadow can hide.
Roaring fiercely, burning pure,
A love so fierce, so strong, so sure.

Virgo
Whispers in the starlit breeze,
Your perfect grace puts the heart at ease.
A quiet love, a tender care,
In the cosmic dance, you’re always there.

Libra
Balance in the celestial view,
You seek harmony, love so true.
Your scales weigh both joy and sorrow,
Finding peace in each tomorrow.

Scorpio
Deep, mysterious, the unknown,
In your gaze, the universe is shown.
A lover’s passion, a soul’s embrace,
You touch the stars with secret grace.

Sagittarius
Chasing horizons, wild and free,
Your spirit is a dream, untamed, you see.
The stars reflect your endless roam,
A love that never calls one place home.

Capricorn
Sturdy as the mountain’s base,
You stand strong, no need to chase.
A lover of depth, steady and wise,
Building love under starlit skies.

Aquarius
Revolution in your sight,
Your love is a spark that ignites the night.
A thinker, a dreamer, on the edge of new,
With the stars, you create what’s true.

Pisces
Drifting in a sea of dreams,
Your love flows like gentle streams.
A lover’s touch, a soul so pure,
In the stars, your heart finds its cure.

#cosmiclove #astrologicalpoetry #celestialconnections #starrylove #zodiacfragments #heavenlywhispers #stellarromance #starsigns #astrologyinpoetry #loveunderthestars

Lalit Kumar Feb 28

A Poet Who Paints in Rain @Immortality

She writes like the sky when it aches in the night,
soft words like raindrops, heavy with light.
Each verse a whisper, each line a sigh,
a thought unfinished, yet reaching the sky.

She mourns in echoes, in bruised, gentle hands,
finding beauty in loss she barely withstands.
A squirrel, a muse, a fleeting embrace,
love never dies—it just shifts its place.

She seeks the truth but walks through grey,
a heart once open, now kept at bay.
Yet, even in sorrow, she finds her hue,
a poet of storms, painting skies anew

She gave her light, soft and true,
but hands that took just let it bruise.
A heart once open, now worn and sore,
kindness bent, became the floor.

She sought truth, pure and bright,
only to face a blackened night.
“Why not believe?” destiny said,
but how could she, when all turned grey instead?

She once found love in a garden untamed,
flowers whispered, the evening sun flamed.
A hand in hers, a wish unspoken,
but even love can leave hearts broken.

And oh, the tiny soul she raised,
fur so soft, wild yet brave.
A bite for a wrong, a love that stayed,
until fate, so cruel, took her away.

She cried for a squirrel, screamed for a muse,
words felt heavy, nothing to use.
A poet lost, yet still she writes,
in soft, aching lines on rainy nights.

She loved, she lost, she still remains,
a poet who bleeds in ink-stained veins

#poeticsoul #rainywords #heartfeltloss #beautyinpain #echoesofemotion #unfinishedthoughts #softandheavy #poetofstorms #findinglightingrey #wordsthatlinger

Lalit Kumar Feb 28

The House of Endless Questions

The morning starts with a sigh and a stare,
"Any job updates?"—the question floats in the air.
Tea on the table, tension in the air,
Unseen weights on every chair.

Children bend beneath the books,
Pages filled with worried looks.
Marks define their worth, they say,
A childhood slowly fading away.

Mom’s voice rises, a familiar song,
Dishes clatter, something’s wrong.
Bills to pay, clothes to mend,
A cycle of worries that never end.

The father nods, the news plays loud,
Another day lost within the crowd.
Dreams are trimmed to fit the mold,
Stories of risks left untold.

And yet, amidst the noise and strife,
This is home, this is life.
Love wrapped in scolding, care in demands,
A house held up by tired hands.

#familychaos #dailystruggles #unspokenlove #pressureofexpectations #jobhuntstress #parentalworries #childhoodburden #lifeathome #silentstruggles #findingpeaceinthechaos