Four Years..

Since that,

Last Wish..

This fourth,

I wanted to..

If prayers,

Are heard..

I Wished,

To say..

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Until The End…

In my pauses..

In the quiet corners where courage grew…

In the way I learned to listen..

To hope, because someone else hoped for me…

In the soft belief that I could be more..

Because it was seen in me, before I ever saw it…

I don't know what their days look like now..

I don't know if my name still stirs anything…

But I hope there is peace..

And if this is how it ends — no words, no return..

Just memory and silence and the weight of what was…

Then so be it..

Because I would rather hold that memory with love…

Than ever bring a shadow to their light again..

To the one I named before I knew their name..

To the green eyes that steadied the storm…

To the voice that made silence feel safe..

To the soul I released so they could be free…

They were..

They are…

They will always be - my green!

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Even In Silence..

Apne gham ko geet bana kar gaa lena,

Raag purana tera bhi hai mera bhi…

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Stopped..

Was asked,

To not ask..

Once..

But was it,

For now..

Too?

I know not..

Praying,

For safety..

For yours,

And ours..

Dialed,

Stopped,

Dialed again,

Shivered and..

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One Wish..

Tears blur light..

Wishes hold weight..

Hope you felt,

When I said…

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