Strength Within the Silence

I walk this road with quiet feet,

No chorus cheers, no crowds to meet.

The world moves on, its own parade;

While I press forward, unafraid.

No hand to catch me when I fall,

No voice to answer every call.

Just me, the silence, and the sky,

And stars that teach me how to try.

Each trial knocks but doesn't stay,

I rise again, I find my way.

The nights are long, the storms are real,

But strength is something I can feel.

I learn to patch my own worn seams,

To build my shelter out of dreams.

To wipe my tears with steady hands,

And plant my hope in shifting sands.

No lifeboat came when the waters rose,

But still I floated, Heaven knows.

Alone, yes, but I'm not undone,

For I am legion, I am one.

The path is mine, the pain, the gain,

Through drought and fire, wind and rain.

No witness but the mirror's face,

Still, I will finish every race.

So if you're walking on your own,

With no reply, no hand, no phone,

Take heart, dear soul, you're not the shade:

You are the fire that storms are made.

You are the keeper of your light,

The dawn that rises out of the night.

Alone, perhaps—but still you grow.

And in that truth, your power shows.

The Way We Wander

We move like rivers—soft, unplanned,

No need for maps when I hold her hand.

The world falls quiet when she’s near,

And in her smile, the sky feels clear.

We chase the dusk, not just the day,

Find secret paths where shadows play.

A glance, a laugh, a lingering touch—

She speaks in silences that say so much.

Her presence hums beneath my skin,

A fire wrapped in gentlest wind.

No storm could shake the ground we’ve found—

We love in echoes, deep, profound.

She leans in close, the world grows still,

Our breath, a rhythm time can’t kill.

Each step with her, a quiet thrill—

A whisper wrapped in something real.

No need to rush, no need to roam—

With her, adventure feels like home.

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The Moth And The Flame

He saw the flame inside her gaze,

A blaze that set his soul ablaze.

It warned of pain, of love’s cruel cost,

But without her warmth, he’d feel more lost.

He felt the burn before the touch,

Yet craved her fire, craved it too much.

Each glance, each word, a siren’s song,

That pulled him in, where hearts go wrong.

His past was scarred by love’s cruel game,

But hers, a fire he could not tame.

She lit a world so dark, so wide—

He’d risk it all to burn inside.

He fluttered close despite the fear,

Each beat a step that drew him near.

And though he knew it spelled the end,

He'd break, not bend, for love won't mend.

For better pain than hollow days,

Than cold nights lost in silent grays.

He’d rather fall, consumed, undone,

Than miss the chance to chase her sun.

So like the moth, with one last flight,

He chose her flame, and not the night.

Everything Will Be Alright

When storms roll in and skies turn gray,

And hope feels just a breath away,

I'll be the calm within your night,

A whispered vow: we'll be alright.

When doubts creep in and shadows stay,

I'll hold your hand and light the way.

No fear too loud, no tear too small—

Together, love, we'll face them all.

So rest your heart, let worries sleep,

My love for you is strong and deep.

No matter what the world may do,

I'll walk through every storm with you.

Happy Turns Two

 My dearest Happy, my snowy delight,

Two years today, since you brightened my life.

A tiny white fluffy cloud, a bundle of joy,

You filled every moment with love, my sweet little boy.

Your eyes, like dark beads, so full of pure love,

Your wagging tail, a gift from above.

Each morning you greet me with such happy yaps,

Then snuggle right in for your morning-time naps.

Your playful barks chasing the squirrels from the trees,

Your soft, cotton fur, so gentle to squeeze.

You dance on your two legs, a comical sight,

Bringing laughter and warmth, through day and through night.

Though tiny you are, your spirit's so grand,

The bestest companion, your paw in my hand.

My heart overflows, with a love ever true,

Happy birthday, my darling, to my sweet little boy, you!

Another year of joy you bring, 

My precious son my everything.

Ashes And Dawn

The wound cut deep, the night stretched far,

Each whispered pain transformed into a scar.

I draped myself in sorrow’s veil,

And let the silence softly prevail.

Time, that steadfast and soothing guide,

Washed away the tears that I used to hide.

New light seeped through the cracks I bore,

And taught my heart to dream once more.

What pain once hardened me into stone,

Now, it leaves me softer, no longer alone.

I walk ahead, with my past at my back

A little bruised, yet still on track.

 

Durga Puja: The Pursuit of Justice

With autumn’s embrace, the City of Joy comes alive, 

With her vibrant colors and hopes that thrive. 

Ma Durga descends on a lion’s back, bold and strong; 

Her tales of strength and righteousness form her timeless song. 

 

As the dhak beats echo in a rhythm divine, 

The families gather in the pandals, their spirits entwined. 

In the puja pavilions, with laughter and cheer, 

We honor the sacred while our hearts draw near. 

 

Yet amidst all the joy and festivity, a dark shadow remains, 

For justice yearned, a united voice for those who were slain. 

RG Kar’s memory, a call to the brave, 

A beacon of sorrow, a plea we engrave. 

 

As we greet Subha Bijoya, a promise we must make:

To rise against silence and the oppression for the Fallen’s sake. 

With every Pushpanjali, let’s promise to stand side by side; 

United with all the protestors, we shall not let the system divide. 

 

O Ma Durga, Mahisasurmardini, fierce and bright, 

Please guide us in this battle, through day and night. 

May your blessings strengthen our spirits to soar,

In honor of those we have lost, let our hearts share more.

 

As the festival wanes, may our resolve remain, 

To fight for the voiceless and to cleanse the system’s stain. 

With love, support, and sheer courage, we’ll carry the light; 

For justice and peace for the common man, we’ll continue this fight.