"No matter how much we speak to someone we love, there are always a few things that remain unspoken."

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She holds the depth of an ocean ,
Too vast for waves to wander through .
Yet , in his gaze , she feels revealed-
Her silent storms , her soul , her heart,
Unveiled to him in ways she never knew.

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Vulnerability

A beating heart grows cold
When the world becomes too
Brutal and harsh to bear,
Stripping it of its power
To give and receive love—
Unconditionally, unquestionably.
Without fear or harsh judgments
Upon those who never had the chance
To witness the roughness
Beyond their sight,
Whose hearts remain
Optimistic, brimming
With vitality and joy.

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Renewal

You are stripping me bare—
peeling away illusions
one by one,
the ones that once blinded my path.

Something has shifted within,
a tremor in my soul,
awakening truths
I’m still learning to hold.

You’ve turned my tears into flames,
my sorrow into strength.
I am no longer the person
I used to be.
You’ve shattered the old
and birthed me anew.

I feel freer, fiercer,
wiser beneath your gaze.
With your hand in mine,
you walk beside me
through every shadow—
with grace and fury.

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"Sometimes we bury our true emotions beneath the surface, not because of their intensity, but because we are afraid of being vulnerable and losing control."

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Uprooted

All my life, I carried a heaviness in my heart—
a longing to find a place I could call home.
I accepted all forms of abuse in the name of love,
let my confidence and self-respect fade
just to feel included—
but I never truly belonged.

The more I tried to people-please,
the more alienated I felt.
The more I suffered in silence,
the more I began to blame myself.
I started finding faults in me
that never really existed—
only to later realize
I had simply been with the wrong people.

I don’t want to go home,
because I don’t have one.
But I will fight—
for my freedom, for my dignity—
until I finally find one on my own.

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Tender, warm, and pure,
Love blooms beneath
a moonlit sky—
Reuniting lost souls
who once vowed
a lifetime together.
Weaving a unique tapestry
of stars, where connections
silently define destiny.

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Tender , warm , pure
love gently blooms
beneath moonlight sky.

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Resilient Heart

A few years ago,
I was the hopeful one—
believing in forever,
in love that never fades.

But as the years passed quietly,
I learned something painful:
Modern hearts often lack depth.
People show up for a season…
and forever feels like a lie.

Hiding true feelings,
running from truth,
keeping someone waiting—
then pulling them back when they try to leave—
that isn’t love.
That’s manipulation.

Love should feel like peace.
It should bring emotional fulfillment,
reciprocation, commitment, acceptance.
Love should strengthen you,
not break you.
It should help you grow,
not make you shrink.
You shouldn’t have to wear a mask.
True love frees your soul.

But in today’s world,
toxicity has become the new normal.
And I refuse to play that game anymore.

I will wait—for the one who’s real.
I won’t surrender my dignity.
I won’t settle for half-truths or empty promises.
I will rise.
And if the right one exists,
they will find me…
at the right time.

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Veiled

How often I imagine
myself reaching out to you,
to hold you in my arms
whenever I sense your loneliness—
that feeling of being abandoned,
misunderstood, and unfulfilled.

But I feel helpless,
tied down by the weight of my own world.
Still, I long to comfort you,
to be there when life feels heavy,
when sleep slips away in the silence of the night.

Yet I couldn’t.
And perhaps, I still can’t.
But please know this—
you are someone
I will carry in my heart
always,
whether or not you ever choose
to open your heart to me
in this lifetime.

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