Harshida Chauhan

Hidden in the shadows,

And haunted by echoes
Recognising the hold to fit in jigsaw was not
worth,
Serving every single piece to find some
peace;
Hard to accept but it mends the wounds
within,
I felt I was falling apart,
Despite, I kept it pushing with a strong heart
And one fine day I found my light back to life

1
 You give and give,
Pouring from your core,
Till they take it all,
Leaving you wanting more.
Draining your essence,
They feed on your soul,
Leaving you empty,

Broken and cold.

2
 If love turns lonely, let it go,
Release its grip and let it flow.
For love should never be a cage,
A source of sorrow, pain, or rage.

If once it bloomed and now it fades,

With wilted petals, shadows' shades,
Do not cling on to memories sweet,
For clinging hearts find no retreat.

If love turns lonely, let it soar,

Unlock the door to dreams once more.
For love is vast, beyond one's grasp,
And sometimes, loneliness is love's own clasp.

3
 For love is not just a destination sought,
Nor a transaction where hearts are bought,
It blossoms when souls intertwine,
When we let our truest selves align.