The Song and My Tears

I cried when I heard the song, not from sadness, but because of the happy memories that
overflowed from my heart.
I cried in joy, in moments so full I couldn’t speak.
And I cried in silence, in the dark corners of my mind.
More often than not, the tears that fell
were not of one kind.
They held contrasting truths:
Anxiety and Peace, Self-doubt and Pride,
Loneliness and Love.
Each tear whispered a different story—
Not always sorrow,sometimes strength.
Not always weakness, sometimes hope.

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It may be love or maybe not at all.
It may be hate or just the silence after the fall.
It may be the past, still echoing through my chest— Or just a memory fading, Never laid to rest.
I walk between moments,
In a fog of maybe and might where nothing is certain,
But everything feels just right or terribly wrong.
I can’t always tell.
Sometimes I’m stuck
Between the hush and the yell,
Between reaching out and pulling away,
Between the warmth of a sunrise and the chill of the gray.
Shades of gray— That’s where I live.
Not quite whole, But with all I can give.
Not always knowing What each feeling means,
But still breathing, Still dreaming, Somewhere in between.

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I sat down to write and my words came alive.
They pierced like truth,they warmed like love, they held like comfort, they ached like pain.

They rose from the depths of what I knew, from the narrow lens of my own view.
Yet somehow, I never knew there were others like me

So I wrote…
for the hearts in bloom, for the souls in ruin, for the ones who laugh, and the ones who break in silence.

I wrote not just to be heard, but to reach across the quiet, to remind someone, anyone, that they are not alone.

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When self-doubt takes over, I hold back—not because of fear, but because it convinces me I can't compete

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கருமேகம் சூழ்ந்த போது
பறந்து வந்தவள்,
வெண்மேகம் மிதந்த போது
கனவாய் கலைந்தாள்.

இரவின் நீலம் கலைந்து,
வெண்ணிலவும் மறைந்து,
அவள் தரிசனம் போல்
கனவும் கலைந்தது

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அவள் கண்கள் பேசும்
மொழி புரியவில்லை,
என் இதயம் உதிர்த்த வார்த்தைகள்
அவளுக்கு சென்று சேரவில்லை,
இருவரிடையேயும் உறவாய் மலர்ந்த காதலும்,
காலத்தின் மடியில் மாய்ந்து
மின்னல் போல ஓடியதே

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I'll wander where the wild roads lie,
Not for the treasures left behind,
But for the stories few have known,
In secret woods and tangled mind.

I'll leap, though ground may slip away,
Not for the prize that might await,
But for the wind beneath my wings,
To taste the sky, to challenge fate.

I'll love, not bound by need or fear,
But drawn by sparks that dare to glow,
To share the light that flickers bright,
And let our kindred souls unite

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After years apart, we meet again,
Heart feels light, no trace of pain.
Happy tears flow, memories ignite,
In your presence, everything feels right.

Laughter echoes, stories unfold,
With you, it's like coming home.
A friendship timeless, pure delight,
Together, we shine so bright.

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Life unfolds through events, confronts us with situations, and prompts decisions. Amidst the interplay of good and bad, right and wrong, persevere, for nothing remains stagnant – everything propels forward

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You are whole until the point you break ,
You break and shatter into a pieces,
You go through a phase that is dark,
You try to put yourself together,
While you are also breaking into pieces ,
At a certain point you understand ,
You are not perfect but that's okay
You are not whole but that's okay
You are not ideal but that's okay
The end goal is satisfaction and happiness ,
All the while you were fixing , you were searching for them without knowing that you are to enjoy things as is and not wait for things to be complete and whole.

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