Final Blow

There once was a love so deep and true

I forgave you, no matter what you'd do

Betrayal after betrayal, my heart torn in two

But my love for you, only grew

I gave you all of me, every part

I was loyal and honest, right from the start

I never lied, never strayed

Yet you say your love for me decayed

You tell me, you've stopped loving me

But how can that be, can't you see?

That my love for you will never die

Even if it brings tears to my eye

You promise to tell me if you love someone else,

For you my love I have sacrificed my life, my health.

With those words, my heart, my soul crushed

By the thought of you with another, my love hushed

I've given everything, my heart and soul

Yet you say you no longer feel whole

With me, the one who has loved you so

How can you just let our love go?

So tell me, my love, why did you stray

What did I do, what did I say

To make you stop loving me, to make you go

And after all this you still gave my heart that one final blow. 

I know the pain will never fade

But my love for you will never be swayed

I will love you until my death 

Knowing you will not love me even in my last breath. 

Tainted Melodies

From the moment the alarm rang today,

It's that song that once again plays in my head,

A haunting melody that won't go away,

I shut my ears tight, filled with dread.

The voice, the words, they won't cease,

The chorus echoing in my mind,

A relentless cycle that won't release,

Leaving me lost and confined.

I try to focus on my studies,

But the song has now taken root,

Its symphony weaving through my memories,

A constant reminder of a love that's moot.

Five hours pass in a blur,

I take a break to clear my head,

But the song grows louder, a sinister purr,

I yell out, "It's not meant for me," filled with dread.

There's no anger, no resentment,

Just a numbness that settles in,

Every moment, a constant reminder,

Of a love that was never meant to begin.

Each time I yell, "Stop," it's a plea,

To silence the deceitful tune,

I realize now the difference,

That deceit is different from being smoothly fooled,

The heart, filled with innocence,

Kept loving, unaware of being schooled.

So now the heart wears pain,

The mind in disbelief from the lesson learned,

All it knows to never trust and love again,

Because the heart has now burned and dead. 

Written by Vrushali Deshpande 

I am Sorry, I am leaving soon

Leaving soon

Take me to the rooftop

I wanna see the world when I stop breathing

Turning blue

Tell me, love is endless, don't be so pretentious

Leave me, like you do (like you do)

If you need me

Wanna see me

Better hurry

'Cause I'm leaving soon

Sorry, can't save me now

Sorry, I don't know how

Sorry, there's no way out (sorry)

But down, mm down

Taste me, the salty tears on my cheek

That's what a year-long headache does to you

I'm not okay, I feel so scattered

Don't say I'm all that matters

Leave me

Deja vu

If you need me

Wanna see me

You better hurry

I'm leaving soon

Sorry, can't save me now

Sorry, I don't know how (sorry)

Sorry, there's no way out (sorry)

But down, mm down

Call my friends and tell

Them that I love them

And I'll miss them

But I'm not sorry

Call my friends and tell them that I love them

And I'll miss them

Sorry

Can't be your Angel

In your eyes, I'm an angel so kind,

Though burdened by agony and plight.

How can I not bring you delight,

Yet claim my role is not to bind?

What angel am I, if not to soothe,

Your weary heart, your troubled mind?

To bring you joy, to be your guide,

To stand beside you, in tempests aloof.

But wings cannot bear all your pain,

Yet love remains, a steadfast refrain,

Love alone can't heal

In the vast expanse of our shared universe,

I thought I was the beacon that lit up your darkness,

But now I see the shadows creeping in,

The emptiness that haunts your soul,

A void I cannot seem to fill,

My love falling short, inadequate,

As you struggle to find peace within yourself.

I remember the days of laughter and smiles,

When your eyes sparkled with joy in my presence,

But now they are clouded with sorrow and doubt,

How did I fail to be the anchor you needed,

To keep you grounded in our love,

To shield you from the storms raging within.

But now, a void whispers through your soul,

An emptiness that cannot be filled,

A longing that my love cannot mend,

A sorrow that eclipses our happiness.

It pains me to see you suffer,

To witness your inner turmoil,

To realize that I am not the cure,

For the ache that plagues your spirit.

I cannot be your angel,

To shield you from your demons,

To banish the shadows that linger,

To mend what is broken within.

For love alone is not always enough,

To heal the wounds of the past,

To soothe the ache of loneliness,

To bring solace to a troubled heart.

And so, I stand before you now,

With a heavy heart,

Knowing that in the face of your deepest sorrows,

my love falls short.

My Demise

In the shadows of my own demise,

I have shut down, my soul has died,

My heart's fading beat has stopped.

My mind decayed, my brain too tired,

I am lifeless, I have drowned.

Darkness surrounds, suffocation clings

Lost somewhere in my lifeless being.

I am but a ghost of who I used to be,

I long for the freedom that death may bring.

That Little One

In the realm of tender hearts and fragile minds,

A child, so young, with innocence confined,

To a world that seemed to judge and frown,

As if her very being was somehow unbound.

That 8-year-old, who did nothing wrong,

Her spirit pure, her heart strong,

Yet, she felt the weight of unseen pain,

A burden that no child should ever sustain.

She knew not how to hurt, her soul so pure,

But she could sense the things she will yet again endure,

A sensitive soul only wanting to be loved,

Then begged for help but so ruthlessly shoved. 

Self-inflicted wounds, a leather belt's sting,

A punishment for being touch; an impure being,

Her body, a prison she despairs,

A burden she must bear, a heart that can't repair

Years passed, and I shut her down,

Never to be alive again; to save the breakdown. 

In your company, she found a voice.

She lived her childhood in rejoice. 

Your kindness, caring love brought her back to life, 

In your promising words she found her light.

She clinged to you; never to go back, 

Howling in pain; in your arms tightly wrapped. 

Believing her chance at life again, 

Scars healed; bidding farewell to pain. 

Dreams of a future. walking on the shore; your hand held tight. 

Believe me ! never before she felt such peaceful goodnights 

Your words so beautiful: voice so nurturing,

You saved a life; that ended the suffering. 

But today I saw the little one hide once more,

Underneath the table, tears she pours,

Wishing to disappear, never to be seen, 

A touch of care:, she now painfully screams.

Innocence; she has now suppressed 

When her hunger to be loved, was called "obsessed". 

That 8-year-old, so innocent and kind,

She surrendered to you:, trusted so blind

She clinged to you: to fill three decades unloved,

Trusting each time your heartfelt words. 

Did she wrong you so much; to be unloved again,

She was just a child; not a toy or game.

Written by Vrushali Deshpande 

Fading Beats

Haven't we heard of the countless broken hearts,

There comes an age when everything's dark. 

The beats once felt, have tricked and swayed. 

The body that exists finds no place to stay

The cries that pierced every night,

Were muffled by pillows held so tight.

Now no more tears; they seem misplaced. 

Heart no more dazed; and the mind decays. 

Nostalgia evades a mind deceased,

Memories don't flash the one it missed.

Silence resides but there's no peace,

Words are tired; with no pain to release. 

No complaints, no "Why?" remains, 

Need for love erased from the brain.

A time comes when needs subside,

Defeat is when 'hope' has died

No more tears, no more screams at night.

No more expectations, no more fight.

Heart can't be felt in fading beats

Abandoning the body; and choosing to retreat. 

Heart that beats without a sound,

In the stillness somewhere to remain unfound.

No aspirations or ambitions to gain

No desire to achieve a meaningless name 

No void to fill, no emptiness inside,

Existing lifelessly, drowning in high tide.

No more complaints, no more requests,

Just a tired quiet soul dying to rest.

Written by Vrushali Deshpande 

My sense of trust

In an attempt to cope with these overwhelming emotions, I mentally check out or feel numb most times. My mind can only handle so much anguish before it starts to dissociate. 

There is this muted, detached, dreamlike state where I just go through the motions on autopilot. It makes it difficult to process information and think clearly. This FUCKING FOG! The world seems so blurred and distant. 

Now It makes me question everything I was confident about - I was confident I understood all concepts, but I was also confident you will never break my trust, let alone multiple times.  

I have ended up doubting myself, my self respect and confidence is so deeply shaken that every day situations have become difficult because i have lost the ability to distinguish truth from lies. 

The very foundation of my reality feels fractured. Whenever i give my all to understand a topic, the information sends my mind spinning cos as I retrace memories and analyze interactions,im desperately trying to figure out what was real.

I sometimes wonder if m going crazy as moments of dissociation come and go.

My cognitive abilities are hampered with trust being broken so many times. I am so emotionally overwhelmed, and making sound decisions feels impossible. 

I am grappling as I see everyday how chill you are after all the torment you victimized me with, how smoothly you have already moved on going back to your everyday normal world YET leaving no opportunity to make me convincingly believe and second guess that all through 39 years of my life, my understanding of love and friendship is so delusional & wrong. 

That how different it is with me and your ego is so adamant to prove yourself right that you make a point by throwing low level futile conversation chats

 screenshots and calling it friendship. 

You know the worse of it all was you slapping me so hard on my face to even ask me if what I feel for you really is love or I am just obsessed with you.

How dare you to take my acts of forgiving your atrocities, always giving your tender age a benefit of doubt, by coming back to you as some "Obsession"?

Applaud! You have now made me believe that yes I am so weirdly different than everyone you know, that I am so abnormal and delusional because who in their right mind ever come back over and over. 

Now ny judgement is clouded by shifting emotions. What seems like the right choice one moment plunges adding to my emotional anguish and sevond guessing if i am disoriented. 

I expected myself to give my 100% in focusing on my studies to imbibe new concepts, the confidence i had in December that i am sure to crack the June exam – Now I doubt all I ever thought.  

And an even more challenging factor in all of this is that where I once had you, I have to suddenly face all of it alone, because in your definition of friendship being there to at least help me heal is not your fucking priority.  

I try so hard to genuinely focus to study for 6-7 hours only to stare at one page, I try so hard to attempt Quizzes I once excelled in but now I can’t even process any of it. You have hampered my cognitive abilities to the extent that I am zombie walking in a living nightmare. 

I am unable to trust my own perceptions, leaving me profoundly alone. You have got me to believe no one can understand what I'm going through because I too fucking dont know which moments shared with you were real. 

I feel alienated from you - you who betrayed me, once my closest confidante.

Betrayal trauma is the MOST devastating and MOST disorienting of traumas- even more than the trauma of the death of a loved one.

You didn't just devaste my opportunity to a brighter future, you didn't just terrorised my hope to have a partner, but you succeeded in making me lose my sense of trust. 

Celebrate this victory today on Easter. He has risen from dead, but he was there to see this all. 

He is Risen. He isn't here.

Two thousand years ago Jesus is crucified, three days later he walks out of a cave and they celebrate with chocolate bunnies and marshmallow Peeps and beautifully decorated eggs. I guess these were things Jesus loved as a child.(Billy Crystal) . This speaks volumes. If anyone finds it funny they lack the emotional & intellectual acumen. 

Bunnies, eggs, Easter gifts and fluffy, yellow chicks in gardening hats all stem from pagan roots. They weren't written in the bible. 

They were incorporated into the celebration of Easter separately from the Christian tradition of honoring the day Jesus Christ rose from the dead.

To me the Easter egg symbolizes our ability to break out of the hardened, protective shell we’ve surrounded ourselves with. 

I offer my respect and gratitude to my best friend, Jesus by quoting from the bible: 

Mark 15:29-32

"People walking by insulted him, shaking their heads and saying, ‘Ha! So you were going to destroy the temple and rebuild it in three days, were you? Save yourself and come down from that cross!’”

“In the same way, the chief priests were making fun of him among themselves, together with the legal experts. ‘He saved others,’ they said, ‘but he can’t save himself. Let the Christ, the king of Israel, come down from the cross. Then we’ll see and believe.’ Even those who had been crucified with Jesus insulted."

LUKE 23:44-47

"It was now about noon, and darkness covered the whole earth until about three o’clock, while the sun stopped shining. Then the curtain in the sanctuary tore down the middle."

"Crying out in a loud voice, Jesus said,

 ‘Father, into your hands I entrust my life.’ 

After he said this, he breathed for the last time. When the centurion saw what happened, he praised God, saying, ‘It’s really true: this man was righteous.

ACTS 3:15

"You killed the author of life, the very one whom God raised from the dead. We are witnesses of this."

JOHN 12:23-25

"The time has come. I assure you that unless a grain of wheat falls into the earth and dies, it can only be a single seed. But if it dies, it bears much fruit. 

Those who love their lives will lose them, and those who hate their lives in this world will keep them forever."

If you don't understand the deeper meaning of these words, you haven't understood Jesus. 

Thank you, Jesus.  

Angel's Broken Wing

In the realm of heartache and sorrow,

There was an angel among humans,

Who only walked in your life to wipe those tears,

Who cuddled you everyday and promised to take away all your fears.

You can't handle the seeds of sin you sow,

I, an Angel couldn't abandon you until the day you asked me to go,

Despite your cruelty and brutality that puts Satan to shame, 

Aghast I was to hear, "It was your choice to stay, so why is it God that you blame?"

I know a storm is brewing,

But now I cannot fly to save you,

For I am an angel with broken wings,

Bound by the chains of earthly pain.

When it rains, you will find me in the raindrops,

I warned you not to create this fate if you only listened and stopped. 

Remember that time when for you I came, 

But now I am powerless to ease your pain.

I would have wrapped you in my wings,

Put you to sleep with my prayers to sing.

To shield you from the darkness, 

Oh, in many ways I showed you the miracle of humility and kindness. 

But you tore every feather of my selfless and pure love, 

Now even God feels my aches as I am asked to return to the heavens above.

Don't confuse Companionship with Friendship

In the midst of laughter and good times shared,
Mistakenly believing those around you cared,
They offer advice, a smile, a laugh,
But true friendship's depth you miss by half.

Thoughts clouded by smoke and haze,
Believing camaraderie in those days,
Yet the emptiness remains, a void so deep,
Alone in a crowd, a secret you keep.

Amidst seven billion souls, you feel alone,
Hiding in silence, in your own home,
Burying your face in a tear-stained pillow,
Screaming for help, drowning in sorrow.

Longing for a friend to be by your side,
To hold you close, in silence abide,
To listen to your cries, your fears and pain,
To offer solace in the midst of the rain.

Friendship, a bond so pure and true,
Only appreciated when felt in lieu,
Of the emptiness that surrounds your heart,
Aching for connection, torn apart.

We mistake it for friendship, a deeper bond,

But true companionship is easily undone.

When time is most convenient, we cling,

But when the winds of change blow, the reality isn't as it seem. 

The saddest poem is one of misplaced trust,

Of mistaking companionship for something just.

Friendship is a tapestry, woven with care,

Not a fleeting moment, not a passing flare.

So let us not confuse the two,

For companionship is not all that's true.

Seek out the friendships that withstand time,

For they are the ones that truly shine.

When A Friend Isn't there. When they don't care

Friendship isn't just a casual affair,

A fleeting moment of convenience in the air,

It's a bond that runs deep, a soulful share,

Of being there through joy and despair.

To be a friend is to listen with an open heart,

To feel the silent cries, to play a vital part,

In the lives of those we hold dear,

To offer solace, to wipe away each tear.

But when betrayal rears its ugly head,

And carelessness tarnishes what was once so well-bred,

The pain cuts deep, the wounds still raw,

As friendship crumbles, shattered by a flaw.

When a friend pleads for help, for a listening ear,

And all they receive is silence, a wall of fear,

The betrayal stings, the trust is broken,

And the bond once cherished is left unspoken.

So let us remember, in friendship's grand design,

That true connection transcends the confines of time,

It's about being there, through thick and thin,

Listening, caring, letting love win.

For in the end, what truly matters most,

Is the bond we share, the memories we boast,

Friendship isn't just a word we say,

It's a commitment to be there, come what may.

Like a Dust I whirled

In the quiet aftermath, 

It wasn't just the heart, even dreams were toyed. 

I was a specter of affection, once vivid, now destroyed.

I was the breeze that caressed your skin,

A passing wind, caring and gentle.

But winds must roam, and so you declared,

I was only a season; rejected and impaired.

A season I was, in the chronicle of your years,

So sure of "our love" to share it with your peers.

Sunday, I danced for love amongst the stars, 

Tuesday, you found it suddenly all so bizarre,

How clueless for what was to come,

The "Real You" that I was yet to learn,

How joyous I was, how unfazed,

When Wednesday came, you left me without a trace.

I came as salvation, a beacon in your night,

With open arms and a heart willing to make it all right.

Your sorrows, your tears, on my shoulder they lay,

From thunders and storms I will protect you, I prayed.

Now solitary and silent, here I stand.

For a sin you committed, never carved by my hand.

You left me in the ruins of my own generosity,

Abandoning every spirit of faith and loyalty. 

Was my presence so light, so easily dismissed?

Or was the weight of my love too heavy to hold?

For you dropped it like burden, an unwanted gift,

And left me to shiver in the cold.

You were the sculptor, and I, mere clay,

Molded with care, then shattered with ease.

I was the canvas, once vibrant and true,

Now a faded memory, like you never drew.

I gave you my all, the essence of me,

But was I ever more than a shadow to thee?

The saddest truth in this tale of demise,

Is every dream I weaved proved me unwise. 

For you erased me without a thought,

This memoir on love will now forever haunt.

The saddest poem is my unwritten verse,

Reminding me again of fate's unjust curse. 

Like dust, I danced in your sunbeams,

Gleefully whirling the currents of dreams

But with the slightest of gestures, your dismissive sigh,

As you poofed me away swiftly, saying goodbye.

Written by Vrushali Deshpande 

You ask me to not give up on love?

The world moves on, but not for me, 

I am entombed in a timeless pause, 

A spectator to life, a witness to death, Silently sinking, in this somber cause.

Unheard, unnoticed, I drift along, Amongst the living, yet eternally apart,

A mere whisper, a distant echo, 

This ghost of silence, alone in the heart.

 

The ghost of silence, guarding the memories we made.

And though I may be unseen and unheard, my presence lingers, in the depths of your soul, 

The silent witness, to all that we've lost, A reminder that even in silence, love still conquers it all.

- Vrushu

Farewell

In the quiet of the fading light,

We stand, two souls, with hearts so tight.

A whispered word, a tear that falls,

As time's relentless tide recalls.

Each moment shared, now just a memory,

Fades into the vast expanse of history.

The laughter, the joy, now tinged with sorrow,

As we face the unknown of tomorrow.

Farewell, my friend, my love, my all,

In this moment, we heed fate's call.

Though distance may stretch, and time may fly,

Know in my heart, you'll never truly die.

For in the echoes of our last goodbye,

A piece of you will forever lie.

And though the tears may blur my sight,

I'll hold you close, in the depths of night.

So let this parting be not the end,

But a chapter closed, to which we'll tend.

Until the day our paths align,

Farewell, my dear, until that time.

- Vrushu 

Echoes of Sorrow

In the hollow chambers of my heart,

Resides a pain that tears apart.

A silent scream, a whispered sigh,

As memories of love now bid goodbye.

Each beat aches with the weight of loss,

A symphony of sorrow, a bitter cross.

Echoes of laughter, now drowned in tears,

As the melody of joy fades into fears.

The echo of your voice, hauntingly clear,

Whispers of love that once drew near.

Now silence reigns, a cruel refrain,

As loneliness becomes my constant chain.

Oh, the agony of a shattered heart,

Torn asunder, ripped apart.

In the depths of despair, I find my home,

Lost in the darkness, forever to roam.

Yet amidst the pain, a glimmer of light,

A flicker of hope in the depths of night.

For even in sorrow, love still remains,

A beacon of solace amidst the rains.

So I'll carry this ache, this burden of woe,

And let the tears of sorrow flow.

For in the depths of heartache, I'll find my way,

And one day, perhaps, the pain will sway.

- Vrushu

Remnants of Childhood

When I see you, a flood of memories rush,

A cascade of moments, a whispered hush.

For in your eyes, I glimpse the past,

A childhood lost, too fleeting to last.

Your laughter echoes with the innocence of youth,

A time of wonder, of unspoken truth.

In your smile, I see the days gone by,

A treasure trove of memories that never die.

Yet with each glance, a pang of sorrow,

For time's cruel hand steals tomorrow.

The carefree days, now distant dreams,

Lost in the passage of life's streams.

Oh, how I long to hold onto the past,

To make time stand still, to make it last.

But like sand slipping through my fingers,

Childhood slips away, leaving lingering whispers.

So when I see you, dear one, know this truth,

You are a mirror reflecting my youth.

And though the years may fade away,

The memories of childhood will forever stay.

- Vrushu

Shadow Lost

When you stopped loving me, the child within wept,

Her laughter silenced, her innocence swept.

For in your absence, she found no solace,

Just echoes of pain in an empty palace.

With each goodbye, a piece of her faded,

In the darkness of loss, she became jaded.

Her once bright spirit, now dulled and dim,

As loneliness consumed her from within.

You robbed me of my own shadow, my guiding light,

Leaving me to wander in the depths of night.

No longer do I feel her presence near,

Just the haunting absence of what once was dear.

Oh, how I long to reclaim that part of me,

The child within who used to be free.

But you took her with you when you said goodbye,

Leaving me alone beneath the somber sky.

So now I walk this path, shadowless and bare,

Longing for the child who used to be there.

But she's gone, lost to the void of your leaving,

And I'm left with the ache of a soul grieving.

- Vrushu

Passing Wind

When you uttered those words, so cold and stark,

That the love we shared had withered and dark,

I felt as if all I received from your touch,

Was nothing but fleeting, a breeze in a rush.

The promises whispered, now shattered and torn,

Like petals of flowers by the tempest worn.

Each moment we shared, now hauntingly thin,

As if all we had built was built upon whim.

I thought your love was solid, a rock so grand,

But now it crumbles like grains of sand.

For what I held dear, what I thought was true,

Was nothing but a passing wind that blew.

In the silence that followed, I felt the chill,

Of love's departure, a void to fill.

All that remains are echoes of pain,

As I watch our love fade, like a dying flame.

So farewell to the love that once burned bright,

Now lost to the winds, out of sight.

For all that I received, all that I've known,

Was nothing but a passing wind, now gone.

- Vrushu

Will You Remember?

Will You Remember?

When my time has come, and I pass away,

Will you think of me, in that quiet day?

Will memories of laughter, of love, of tears,

Echo in your heart throughout the years?

Will you remember the moments we shared,

The dreams we chased, the burdens we bared?

Or will I become a fading sigh,

Lost in the depths of time gone by?

Will tears cascade down your cheeks so fair,

As you mourn the loss of what we once shared?

Or will you move on, without a thought,

Leaving behind the love we wrought?

I wonder if my absence will leave a trace,

A void in your heart, a silent space.

Or if I'll become a distant dream,

Fading into the silent stream.

But know this, dear one, wherever you roam,

In my heart, you'll always have a home.

And though I may be gone, never fear,

For my love for you will always be near.

So when the time comes for us to part,

Hold onto the memories, let them start.

And know that wherever my spirit may lie,

I'll be watching over you, from the sky.

- Vrushu

Irreplaceable Love

No one can love you as I do, my dear,

A love so deep, so pure, so sincere.

For in the depths of my heart, you reside,

A bond unbreakable, impossible to hide.

When I am gone, and others come near,

You'll feel the void, the absence, the fear.

For none can compare to the love we shared,

A love so special, so rare, so cared.

They may offer affection, warmth, and grace,

But none can fill the empty space.

For the love I gave you was one of a kind,

A treasure lost, impossible to find.

So as time passes and life moves on,

You'll search for a love that's forever gone.

And though others may try, you'll always see,

None can love you like me, none can be.

So hold onto the memories we made,

In your heart, let them never fade.

For in the echoes of our love so true,

You'll find solace in knowing I loved you.

- Vrushu

Why do you cry reading my words?

If my poems bring you pain, a bitter sting,

Do you comprehend what my absence will bring?

A void so vast, a darkness profound,

Where echoes of your laughter are never found.

For in the silence left by my departure's chill,

You'll find emptiness that time can't fill.

No words, no verses, can capture the ache,

Of a heart left broken, a soul left opaque.

You'll search for solace in memories past,

But find only shadows where love once cast.

The echoes of my presence, hauntingly near,

Reminding you of what you once held dear.

And as days turn to weeks, and weeks to years,

You'll feel the weight of unshed tears.

For my absence will linger, a ghostly shroud,

A constant reminder of love disavowed.

So if my poems evoke such sorrow, you see

Imagine the pain of life without me.

For in my absence, your soul will be lost,

Adrift in a sea of longing, a tempest tossed.

- Your Vrushu

Nothingness

These eyes, wide open, have lost their flame,

Gazing into voids, where despair lays claim.

No spark within, no light to chase,

Soul's bright luster lost in darkness' embrace.

Carved from sorrow’s quarry, still and stark,

Lips sealed, cheeks slack, devoid of life’s spark.

Immovable, now too tired to fight

Alone I stand, on all endless nights.

Dreams once soared, as eagles high above,

Wild ambitions burned, kindled in love.

Now but specters in memory's silent plea,

Laughter's echo, joy's shade, all but flee.

In the alley of darkness, "hope" lost its way.

Im a beggar with an empty bowl, broken, cannot mend.

The heart's pulse, now quiet and spent,

In the cold, bitter silence it endures the dent.

So here I dwell, all coming nights,

A shadow's shadow, faded from sight.

Where dreams once danced, in the light of day,

Now only the whispers of their spirits sway.

For you, my love, were the shifting sand,

Eroding the earth where I stood grand.

In the silent guard, I'm so lost in debt

My soul so hollow, alone, I'm left.

Where once there blazed a fire so wild,

Now rests the quiet of a life exiled.

The laughter's ghost, happiness's shade,

In all-consuming pain, are now arrayed.

I am the nothingness, desire's cold grave,

A vessel of the void, no more brave.

No more to feel the warmth of day,

In this numb cocoon, silent I stay.

- Vrushu

Death

Dying isn't when the heart stops its beat,

But when emotions fade with love's defeat.

It's when the spark within grows dim,

And life's vibrant colors turn to grim.

When laughter no longer dances in my eyes,

And every smile becomes a disguise.

When the warmth of touch feels cold and hollow,

And I'm left adrift in a sea of sorrow.

Dying is when I no longer feel,

When numbness replaces what used to heal.

It's the silent scream of a soul in pain,

Lost in the shadows, longing for rain.

Dying isn't just the end of breath,

It's the loss of feeling, the embrace of death.

- Vrushu

Regret

In the silence of my absence, you'll hear the echoes ring,

Whispers of a love once lost, a song that could have been.

You'll sift through memories like grains of sand,

Longing for the touch of my once-weathered hand.

In the quiet of the night, when darkness shrouds your bed,

You'll feel the weight of regret, heavy on your head.

For in the depths of solitude, you'll come to see,

The love you never cherished, the love you never freed.

You'll search for me in crowded streets, in every passing face,

But find only shadows of a love you can't replace.

And as time marches on, a relentless, steady beat,

You'll realize the depth of love lost, in a heart's silent defeat.

But alas, my love, it's too late to turn back time,

To rewrite the pages of love's unfinished rhyme.

For I've journeyed beyond, to a place heavenly unknown,

Leaving you to mourn the love you should have shown.

For even after death, I am

 in the wind, for my love will not cease.

Caressing your skin, your hair, you will feel my love's sweet breeze.

- Vrushu 

Silence

Bound by chains of shattered dreams,

Forgiveness flowed in endless streams.

Like toilet paper, I'm torn and worn,

Used and discarded, left forlorn.

They wiped their sins upon my soul,

Left me tainted, broken, and cold.

How many times must I endure,

The agony, the pain obscure?

To love unconditionally, so pure,

Yet receive naught but disdain, impure.

Each plea for pardon, a venomous dart,

Piercing through my tender heart.

But in the darkness, cold and stark,

The cruelty lingered, left its mark.

In moments of need, they turned to me,

For comfort, love, and empathy.

But once their thirst was quenched, you see,

They tossed me aside, heartlessly.

With bleeding heart, I took the blow,

Each cruel word, each damning blow.

Inhumanity, a bitter pill,

Swallowed whole, against my will.

Yet still, forgiveness I instill,

As love's flame flickers, fragile still.

Bound by chains of relentless deceit,

Forgiveness granted, a bitter defeat.

A cycle of torment, an endless repeat,

Forgiveness offered, in silence, discreet.

My 

Each forgiveness granted, a bitter pill,

As they returned to use me at will.

Yet the torment continued to take its toll,

As my heart withered, black as coal.

But in the end, what do I gain?

A heart in tatters, filled with pain.

The plea for forgiveness, a haunting cry,

Echoing through the night, as tears run dry.

But beneath the surface, a silent sigh,

As love's ember fades, and hope runs dry.

Forgiveness granted, yet peace declined,

As I'm left alone, with a shattered mind.

In shadows deep, where love once gleamed,

I stood alone, in silence, deemed

- Vrushu

Every Lifetime

In every lifetime, I'll seek your face,

Lost in the echoes of time and space.

Through the fog of hope , I'll strive to find,

The love that once bound our souls entwined.

In the silent whispers of these endless nights,

I'll call out your name, to make it all right.

In the silent depths of my shattered dreams,

I'll search for you, lost in endless streams.

In every lifetime, I'll yearn for your touch,

But fear emptiness, a void too much.

In the depths of despair, I'll drown in sorrow,

Knowing you're gone, with no tomorrow.

Though your love did hurt, I couldn't let go,

For in your absence, my heart beats slow.

- Vrushu

Echoes Of Love

In silent rooms where echoes weep,

And shadows dance where dreams once sleep.

A solitary figure, bent and worn,

With heavy heart and spirit torn.

A symphony of tears endlessly cascades,

Through these lonely nights and empty days.

The echoes of a love now so lost,

A heartache's toll, an endless cost.

Oh, how the stars weep in the sky,

As darkness reigns, the tears run dry.

A heart once full, now hollow, and bare,

Lost in the depths of lifetime despair.

Memories like shards of glass,

Cut deep within, the pain that lasts.

Each breath a struggle, each moment cold,

In sorrow's grip, the soul is sold.

Deception

In the depths of the night, where shadows roam,

Whispers of deceit, a silent groan.

Masked in smiles, but eyes betray,

Truth obscured, in the games played.

Deception's dance, a dangerous game,

Hearts entangled, in lies aflame.

But illusions fade, when the light shines through,

Revealing the falsehoods, that once we knew.

Words like honey, sweet and pure,

But beneath the surface, motives obscure.

Promises broken, like fragile glass,

In the tangled web, we're trapped, alas.

Deception's grip, a tightening hold,

Leaving scars, where trust once strolled.

Yet through the pain, we learn to see,

The masks we wear, and who we'll be.

Oh, the price we pay, for truths untold,

In the labyrinth of lies, our souls grow cold.

But courage rises, from ashes of fear,

To break the chains, and make truth clear.

Deception's veil, may cloud the way,

But in the end, we'll find our say.

For honesty's light, will always shine,

Guiding us home, through the darkest of times.

Vrushali Deshpande

An Illusion

In shadows veiled, a phantom's guise,

Loved by many, yet elusive eyes.

Through whispered lies, they weave their way,

Escaping truths, they dare not stay.

Their lips, a vessel of deceit,

Smoothly spoken, to all they meet.

Betraying trust with practiced art,

Leaving broken pieces, hearts apart.

In silence, they shroud their fears,

Refusing solace, shedding tears.

Abandoning bonds with callous ease,

Breaking hearts, they freely seize.

Yet still, they wander, ever free,

Leaving behind a trail of debris.

For those who dare to love and trust,

Beware the one who leaves in dust.

Vrushali Deshpande 

A Broken Promise

In silken words, they paint their tale,

Smooth lies that never seem to fail.

With practiced grace, they spin their thread,

Betraying trust with words unsaid.

Promises made, yet soon undone,

In shadows deep, their deceit is spun.

"I'll change," they vow, with earnest plea,

But history whispers, "It cannot be."

Repeatedly they break the bond,

Leaving hearts wounded, scarred and conned.

Yet each time, they beg for pardon,

Their words like honey, sweet and hardened.

But trust erodes with every lie,

Leaving behind a weary sigh.

For those who falter, again, they say,

Beware the one who leads astray.

Vrushali Deshpande 

Echoes of Betrayal

Love's sweet embrace, forever denied,

In the depths of anguish, I now reside.

A heart once ablaze, fears shall turn to stone,

In the wreckage of love, I'm all left alone.

Within the void, where love once thrived,

A numbness grows, where tears once cried.

A prisoner to this lifelong ache,

My spirit bends, my will to break.

Through selfless love, a bond was spun,

But now it's fractured, all undone.

I loved with all I had to give,

But now, in sorrow, I shall cease to live.

Within my soul, a darkness grows,

Where love once dwelled, now sorrow flows.

Something within me has ceased to beat,

As if my soul has alas accepted defeat.

Each beat of my heart echoes the pain,

As shattered dreams fall like rain.

The echoes of our laughter fade,

In the silence where my heart's betrayed.

No solace found in whispered lies,

No comfort in tear-stained goodbyes.

For in the ruins of what we were,

I'm left to wander, lost and unsure.

A heart that loved, with all its might,

Now lies in ruins, unwilling to fight.

Farewell to love, and all its pain,

It dawns on me, it was all in vain.

So let this be my yet another verse,

A requiem for love, now cursed.

For though my heart may never mend,

I'll bear this pain until the end.

Cause I'm leaving soon

Take me to the rooftop

I wanna see the world when I stop breathing

Turning blue

Tell me, love is endless, don't be so pretentious

Leave me, like you did

If you need me...

Wanna see me...

Better hurry..

Cause I'm leaving soon

Sorry, can't save me now

Sorry, I don't know how

Sorry, there's no way out 

But down, I'm down

Taste me, the salty tears on my cheek

That's what a year-long headache does to you

I'm not okay, I feel so scattered

Don't say I'm all that matters

Leave me!

Deja vu....

If you need me

Wanna see me

You better hurry

I'm leaving soon

Sorry, can't save me now

Sorry, I don't know how

Sorry, there's no way out 

But down, I'm down

Call my friends and tell them that I love them

And I'll miss them

But I'm not sorry

Call my friends and tell them that I love them

And I'll miss them

Sorry!

The Importance of Sharing About Your Everyday Life with Your Partner

Relationships are built on communication, trust, and understanding. We often think that grand gestures or extravagant dates are what keep a relationship exciting and alive, but in reality, it's the small things that matter the most. One of the most important aspects of a strong and healthy relationship is sharing about your everyday life with your partner.

At the beginning of a relationship, it's natural to want to impress your partner and put your best foot forward. You may only share the highlights of your life and leave out any mundane or unimportant details. However, as the relationship progresses and becomes more serious, it's crucial to start opening up and sharing about your daily routine and activities.

Many people may think that sharing about their everyday life is boring or unimportant, but in reality, it is the foundation of a long-lasting and fulfilling relationship. Here's why:

1. Builds Trust and Intimacy

Sharing about your everyday life with your partner shows a level of vulnerability and trust. It allows your partner to see you in your most authentic self, beyond the surface-level conversations. By opening up and sharing about your daily activities, thoughts, and feelings, you are inviting your partner into your world and creating a deeper connection.

In a relationship, trust is essential for building intimacy. When you share about your everyday life, you are showing your partner that you trust them enough to let them into your world. This creates a sense of closeness and strengthens the bond between you two.

2. Creates a Sense of Inclusion

When you share about your daily life, it gives your partner an insight into what makes you who you are. It allows them to understand your likes, dislikes, habits, and routines, which are all essential aspects of your personality.

By including your partner in your daily life, you are also making them feel valued and important. It shows that you want them to be a part of your daily activities and that their presence is appreciated. This sense of inclusion can make your partner feel more connected to you and your life, making the relationship stronger.

3. Helps to Understand Each Other Better

We all have our quirks, habits, and preferences that make us unique. When you share about your everyday life with your partner, it gives them an opportunity to understand you better. They get to see how you spend your days, what makes you happy or stressed, and how you handle different situations.

This understanding can lead to fewer misunderstandings and conflicts in the relationship. Your partner will know how to support you in the best way possible and avoid triggering any negative emotions. It also allows for open and honest communication, as your partner will feel more comfortable sharing their own daily experiences with you.

4. Keeps the Relationship Exciting

As the saying goes, familiarity breeds contempt. In a long-term relationship, it's natural to fall into a routine and become comfortable with each other. However, this can also lead to boredom and a lack of excitement.

By sharing about your everyday life, you can keep the relationship fresh and exciting. You never know, your partner may have some interesting stories or experiences to share that can spice up your daily routine. It also gives both of you a chance to try new things together and create new memories.

5. Shows That You Care

In a relationship, it's important to show your partner that you care about them. By sharing about your everyday life, you are not only showing trust and vulnerability, but also that you value their opinion and thoughts.

When you share about your daily activities, it also allows your partner to see if you are taking care of yourself and practicing self-care. This shows that you are not only interested in them but also in maintaining a healthy and fulfilling relationship.

In conclusion, sharing about your everyday life with your partner is crucial in keeping the relationship interesting and long-lasting. It builds trust, intimacy, and understanding, creates a sense of inclusion, helps in understanding each other better, and shows that you care.

So next time your partner asks about your day, don't brush it off as unimportant. 

Take the time to share and listen to what they have to say about their own daily experiences. 

It may seem like a small gesture, but it can make a big difference in the health and happiness of your relationship.

By Vrushali Deshpande