Festival of Lights!
The festival of lights doesn’t illuminate the world-it exposes the shadows you’ve been carrying and asks why you kept them.
Vishwas Vaidya
The festival of lights doesn’t illuminate the world-it exposes the shadows you’ve been carrying and asks why you kept them.
A mock fight with Cupid isn’t playful-it’s dangerous because the arrow you dodge is usually the one meant for you.
The birth of a poem is not creation-it’s confrontation and this piece shows the moment the truth claws its way out.
Notes from a distant paradise aren’t memories-they’re warnings and this poem whispers what you left behind.
Singing in the rain isn’t joy-it’s survival and this poem teaches you how to dance through the storm you didn’t choose.
The poet laureate doesn’t crown themselves-they bleed for it and this piece shows the cost behind every honored line.
Never really is the lie we tell when the truth gets too close and this poem steps exactly where you avoid looking.
Nature’s poem isn’t written in words-it’s carved into you and this piece reveals the line you’ve tried to forget.
Softly whispering eyes say the things your voice is too afraid to speak and this poem listens without letting you hide.
A work of art in perpetual progress doesn’t evolve-it exposes the parts of you still unfinished and demands you face them.
