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  May 1 Shambhavi Sahay
Rose
my love for you was unconditional.
your name engraved itself in my heart,
embedded itself into my soul.
loving you came naturally,
as if I were made solely to love you.

but you
you had your terms and conditions.
you would love me
so long as it was easy.
your heart never ached for my warmth.
and when the time came,
you let go
without hesitation.

for you,
I would have always tried.
always fought for us.
always stayed.

for me,
you had your limits
and I exceeded
your terms and conditions.
to the man i love who is no longer mine
On the beautiful veil of our Bharat Mata,
Now stained in red—
Children lost their parents,
Wives lost their husbands,
Mothers lost their children.
And...

Demons showed their devilness.
At gunpoint, they asked about their faith,
But they forgot...

For every martyr,
A billion voices rise,
A billion revenges awake—
Not just in anger,
But in unbreakable spirit they can’t shake.

Jai Hind!
We'll rise, we’ll roar, we’ll tear them apart—
With unity in hand and fire in heart.
An inhuman inccident in Jammu and Kashmir which took lifes of innocent people
One day,
we’ll taste our favorite meal—
not knowing it's the last.

One day,
we’ll speak a word—
and never speak again.

One day,
we’ll laugh with friends—
unaware it’s the final time.

One day,
we’ll take a breath—
and not exhale.
Just lost my close friend 1 week ago and she d#ed because of heart @ttack so we never know when we will left this world and close ones.
Chairs were made in many forms,
for different hands, for different norms.
But one was placed for all to try,
too high, too low, too stiff, too dry.

It scratched their skin, it bruised their pride,
yet still they sat, and tried to hide.
Until it broke, with quiet despair,
not them, my friend but the unfit chair.
Funfact: It's not about chairs :)
  Apr 24 Shambhavi Sahay
Rain
Life feels too heavy.
Too many worries.
Too many pressures.
Too many responsibilities.
Too many hardships.
Pain.
Despair.
Hope turns to despair.
Happiness turns to numbness.
Calmness turns to pain.

Too fast.
So bleed.
Bleed.
Bleed.
Till everything is silent.
But it’s not silent.
It’s not working.
Making me panic.
Why isn’t it working?
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