moth to a flame,
fragile, reckless,
yet helplessly enchanted
by your glow.

-

Amidst the tall swaying grass, Amit held her close, his uniform hidden beneath the folds of a weathered coat. The air still carried the thunder of bombs, but in their embrace, time stood still. Sonam pressed her ear to his chest, trying to memorise the steady drum of his heartbeat. "Promise me you’ll return,” she whispered. Amit kissed her hair, knowing promises were dangerous in war. Yet, for her, he spoke gently, “Always.” In that lie, love lived eternal.

-

not all wounds bleed,
some just
carve strength
into the soul.

-

The cosmos painted
itself upon his face.
Gold for wisdom,
red for passion
and blue for infinity.
One eye held
the calm of still waters,
the other,
the storm of creation.
Shadows cloaked
half his being,
as if to remind mortals
that even
divinity wears darkness.
And it is within
that balance
the universe breathes.

-

She stood at the foot of the wooden stairs,
clutching the lilies once meant for her love.
The silence of the old house screamed his absence
louder than any words.
For a moment, Julie lingered. Placing the flowers gently,
she whispered,
“For you, always!”
and turned back,
bidding farewell to a memory she could no longer hold.

-

pure joy wrapped in fur,
loyalty that never wavers,
and love that speaks without words.

-

wandering the vast skies of existence,
gathering sunlight in its folds,
weaving storms from unspoken grief,
yet breaking into blossoms when love calls.
It drifts beyond horizons unseen,
a fleeting shadow, a gentle hymn,
forever dissolving, forever becoming.

-

life unfolds quietly,
carrying promises
of growth,
of beginnings,
yet unseen.

-

the icy wind kisses my face, the snowclad peaks vanish into the clouds, and the vastness of nature makes me forget where I end and the horizon begins.

-

the echoes of your voice that still call my name
and the silence of nights that swallow me whole.
Between the warmth of what we were
and the cold truth of what we became,
I drift endlessly,
a prisoner of unfinished goodbyes.

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