I’ve learned to understand reality now.

I’m no longer that restless young girl,
Who once drowned in emotions
And lived in a dreamy world.

Perhaps I still wouldn’t have realized it,
If people around me hadn’t
Pointed it out—so bluntly, so directly.

Even though they couldn’t tolerate me,
Still, I’m thankful to them.

Because without their harshness,
I would have remained that pampered daughter
Shielded by my parents’ love.

I would never have recognized
The self-centered souls
That fill this complicated world.

I’m not the same anymore—
No longer the girl who speaks without thinking.

Now I weigh my words,
I measure the moment,
I respond with clarity, not confusion.

Above all—
I understand reality now.

The 'you' I dream of always sees me near,
But the real 'you' won’t even glance, I fear.

The 'you' I imagine longs to talk to me,
But the real 'you' speaks only out of need, casually.

The 'you' in my mind loves me true and deep,
But the real 'you' leaves wounds that silently seep.

In crowds, the 'you' I dream of seeks my face,
But the real 'you' ignores me,
even in an empty place.

Why this difference, so cold, so stark?
Between the dream and the truth,
Why such a dark—
distant mark?

Stay the way you are—
No need to love me in return.

Let me spend a lifetime
Loving you from afar, and learn.

Who said love must always be returned?
Isn’t love still true when it burns—
Quietly, without a claim?

There are many who never gain
The one their hearts desire.
Still, does their love ever expire?
No—it lives, with quiet fire.

Let me be one of those few—
Who love with no demand,
No hopes, no view...
Just a heart that beats
Silently—for you.

Your smiling eyes,
Bring peace into the core of my heart.

Your tear-laden gaze,
Gnaws slowly at my soul.

Your furious glance,
Is enough to set me ablaze.

Your eyes filled with silent hurt,
Crush and crumple my tender heart.

The restless flutter of your lashes,
Spreads turmoil within my calm.

Your unsteady, scattered gaze,
Sends ripples through my being.

Those deep, intense orbs you hold,
Expose even my hidden emotions.

Above all else,
Your gaze alone is enough—
To understand you.

There are stars that light the sky,
But all eyes seek the moon up high.

Gardens bloom with countless trees,
Yet flowers steal the hearts with ease.

Just like that, the world is wide,
But in this crowd, with none to hide—
My eyes, they find but only you,
In every face, in every view.

Though many men may catch one’s gaze,
My heart looks yours in silent praise.

And do you know the reason why?
Because—
You are love’s first breeze that ever blew.

Love doesn’t bloom in just one glance,
At best, it sparks a sweet romance.

That spark becomes a silent call,
To know someone, to feel it all.
And slowly, softly, without a sound—
A quiet fondness wraps around.

A bond that time cannot erase,
It lives within a secret place.
It stays till death, so deep, so true—
That tender tie call love too.

What do you mean—
when you say, you love?
What’s the true meaning of love?

If you ask me what I believe,
Here is what I’d say—

Love is,
The unspoken wonder in someone’s eyes.
Or a gentle smile that shyly lies.

Love is,
A fragrance that clings to someone’s nose,
Or the melody in a voice that softly flows.

Love is,
A springtime flutter in someone’s chest,
Or a cooling breeze that brings the heart to rest.

Love is,
A storm that brews inside the soul,
Or butterflies dancing with no control.

And tell me, dear—
To explain what love really is,
Aren’t these enough
and simply bliss?

What could be a truer definition than this?

Even after fading away,
No one kept any trace!

Even after expressing love,
No one valued the grace!

Even after holding grudges,
No one came to erase!

I have seen;
Quietly understood,
Somewhat learned;
At day’s end,
I am my own concern!

So; I chose to be my own smile.
In the embrace of laughter,
hid the trials a while!

Lessening love’s expression,
became a little subdued.
Instead of resentment,
Learned to complain a bit—
mood renewed!

Finally; in this cruelest of earth’s dome,
Leaving the life of a flower bud’s home,

Now at last,
Let me be a hard stone—
standing alone!

If you are the sky,
Then I wish to be the cloud.

If you are the cloud,
Then I wish to be its rain.

If you are the rain,
Then I am the earth it soaks.

Just as the earth absorbs every drop,
I too long to absorb every bit of your love.

That love—
Which is meant for me alone.

Does Anyone Fall in Love—
Knowingly?

If people fell in love by careful choice,
The world would fight over the most perfect one.

Falling in love doesn't require the perfect time,
Nor does it ask for judgment or reason.

No one can ever say for sure—
When, how, or with whom,
the heart will drown in love.

But suddenly,
when someone’s absence
Feels like an emptiness echoing in your chest—
That feeling gently whispers;

"Love has come
and knocking at your door,
Open your heart,
and welcome it with warmth."

i want to tangle your
neatly arranged life—
in the most beautiful chaos.

I want to be the corner of a scarf,
wiping away the sweat
from your tired brow.

I want to be the hand
that gently tucks in your scattered hair
across your forehead.

I want to be the reason—
you’re interrupted mid-work,
just a little annoyed,
But smiling still.

At the end of your exhausting day,
I want to be the peaceful sleep
that holds you close.

I want to be the reason
a smile blossoms on your lips,
even in the depths of your sorrow.

I want to be the beloved one—
in your love-soaked evenings.

Will you,
be my lover?

In your sky,
I long to be that moon—
the one you gaze at in wonder.

In your sweltering heat,
I wish to be the breeze—
gently brushing across your skin.

I wish to earn the right
to wipe the dampness from your hair,
with care only love can hold.

On your lips,
let me be the reason
for those sudden, silent smiles.

Let me be the woman
who holds the sacred right—
to your soul, your silence, your storm.

I want to walk beside you,
with every step you take.

And in the end,
I want nothing more
than to be yours—
only yours.

Will you give me that right?

No word, no phrase I know—
can truly explain who you are.

In a world of countless stars and skies,
you alone are my guiding star.

Even if I journey the whole wide Earth,
my weary eyes will always come to rest—
on you, and only you.

In the wildfire of some distant spring,
I know you’ll return!

Even if you come
Only after I’ve burned to ash
In that very blaze—
Still, you’ll return.

Even if it's just
To cradle the charred remains of my heart,
To hold onto the grief I left behind—
I know you'll return.

You have to return.
Someday. Somehow.

Perhaps to give something…
Or maybe, to take something away.

You gave me love—
and then the pain.
And I?

I welcomed it,
again and again!

You burned me,
In your empty space,
And I?

I was consumed—
gone without a trace!

You wished to,
drench me in silent tears,
And look—
I'm still soaked
In the ache of those years!

You silenced my heart
That beat in your name—
But even in stillness,
I feel you the same.

See, what you gave me—
I still carry with grace.
Even stripped of all,
I find peace in that place...

For once in my life,
Even if for a while—
You were mine,
And that thought makes me smile!

Uh-huh!
I never truly loved—
I drank the poison’s bitter cup!

How many times I died in that venom,
Sank deep, drowning again and again!

Giving up all hope to live,
I surrendered my soul for its sake!

Sometimes I forgot the world;
And sometimes—
Burned in the fire of my mind!

The more I see him,
The fiercer the flame of love’s blaze!

Loving with a heart so tender,
Hiding in shadows,
Silently enduring the pain!

Because I knew, deep inside—
I drank the poison called love!

Who are you?

Me?
I am a foolish bird!
Perched on the flame tree’s branch,
Madly longing for beloved spring!

Who are you?

Me?
I am a lost shore!
Harboring the hate
Of both tides within myself!

Who are you?

Me?
I am a wayward traveler!
Forgetting the weariness of a thousand years,
Setting forth in search of new paths!

Who are you?

Me?
I am a creature of the night!
Sitting by the bamboo grove,
Dreaming of a moonlit night!

Who are you?

Me?
I am a failed soul!
Having lost everything,
Yet living in hope of a new dawn!

Who are you?

Me?
I am an empty lover!
Drowning and dying,
In the illusion of love!

Because you are here—
That moon shines so bright,
The evening sky so colorful and light!

Because you are here—
I want to be a sparrow,
To build a nest on the flame tree’s bough.

Because you are here—
The riverbanks bloom and glow,
Adorned with Kash flowers in gentle flow.

Because you are here—
The whole ocean rushes to shore,
Waves crash with a mighty roar!

Because you are here—
Through the open southern window,
A soft breeze stirs my heart’s innuendo.

Because you are here—
Dark circles beneath my eyes—
Show no sign, no compromise.

Because you are here—
Like a free bird, I spread my wings,
Yearning to fly in open skies and sing!

Because you are here—
As the blue of the sky,
I paint you with colors high and nigh!