Outside your world

I stay —

not wishing, not waiting,

and no, not stalking,

only gazing from afar

like I gaze at the stars

and the Moon.

Poetry and love

both came uninvited.

Poetry stayed,

love went away .

She is not perfect —
her beauty lies in her imperfection.

A land of many languages and religions
Diverse landscapes —
From snow-capped mountains to deserts.

A land of vibrant cultures and festivals,
where every part of the country is unique.

Her strength lies in her diversity,
but under the national flag
we stand united.

Jai Hind 🇮🇳

For the one you love

no matter how much you do

it never feels enough.

How will you know
what I feel for you,
for you have no access to my heart?
How will you know
when my heart breaks,
for it will not make any sound?
How will you hear
if my heart calls out your name,
for the voice of my heart is silent?
How will you know
that I am gone,
for you have no access to my home?
How will you answer me
if I don't ask?
How will you meet me
if I die?

You live within my pain

like the silence between heartbeats.

As I was falling into the darkness

a helping hand reached out

to pull me out of the dark

and bring me back to light.

Afraid of dragging a friend down

I pulled my hands back,

let it go.

Broke the last

thread of light.