You Who Read Me Are You Sure of Understanding My Language? This line in "The Library of Babel" by Jorge Luis Borges catches my attention...

This following poem is born from history, but it breathes in the present. It draws from centuries where women were shaped by systems that claimed to protect them while quietly erasing them,through laws, customs, and social codes that taught obedience as virtue and silence as safety. From patriarchal honor to colonial ideas of “respectability,” women were not only controlled from the outside but trained to internalize the gaze watching them. That inheritance has not disappeare

On a random evening walk as the breeze brushes my hair, I see kids playing cricket on the ground, and now I can feel your presence in the air. The brightest eyes, your kiddish stare, "which cricket poster should we tear?!"..."from the sports magazine that lies in the library there?!" Reminds me of your childhood, the bat grandpa gifted. The boy who learned cricket from TV, gaze never shifted. The perfect drive, the perfect shot, Everyone cheers for junior Mr.Alien in jersey 1

Poetries writtern just for the sake of writing.....its a collection on drafts writtern a night before my final exams....procrastination at it's best (dw I managed to score well) -------------------------------------------------------------------------- ✒️Kabhi ruk kr is safar mai ek roz dekhna, zindagi manzilo ki mauhtaaz nhi hoti, kuch raaste rooh ko badal dete hai is tarah, fir musafir ko thikane ki talash nahi hoti. ✒️Ek shaam thi noorani si, Ek raat chandani thi, Savera j

The real reason Venus spins backwards (what scientists call "retrograde rotation") isn’t fully settled, but the most accepted theory is: A massive collision early in Venus’s history likely knocked it off its original spin. Here’s the breakdown: Most planets spin counterclockwise (called prograde rotation ), but Venus spins clockwise— retrograde . Scientists believe Venus may have been hit by a large celestial body (like a protoplanet), which caused its rotation to reverse or

You know… she’s a bit of a walking storm. Trips over her own feet, grumbles when people ask too many questions, and if you say something...

I love seeing people as they truly are see the unmasked version of people, the bare soul without the imprints of the world stamped upon...

Listen, as I speak to you, Of a journey, on the sea so blue, Where the winds may blow, and the waves may rise, But fear not, for you have...

Hold fast to those who tether you to the quiet wonders of your being the ones who remind you of the poetry stitched into the smallest...

People who talk about escaping from the world ,most likely, haven't moved there with open eyes yet. The world isn't exactly perfect, but...

Sometimes the only person you need is yourself, introspect, ask questions only you can answer, get busy painting your pain out,get busy...

You have grown together, the only person you happily bear, when you look back they were always there. They are beside you even now, you...

Is family simply a bunch of random souls the universe planned to keep around you as you enter your world? Or is there is something more...