Anitha Vijayakumar

A love so true in the depths of my heart,  
but I dare not express it because I feel unworthy of you.
A love that burns, unwavering and powerful,  
but the words remain unsaid, held within for so long.
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Oh Mother Earth, so vast and true,
Forgive us, for we've wronged you.
With every breath, every careless deed,
We've fed the fires of a boundless greed.
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In shadows where the heart does lie,
Where pain and sorrow often sigh,
Love steps in with gentle grace,
And wipes the tears from weary face.
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Sometimes, I say, 'I'll handle it, don't worry.'
Yet a part of me wishes you'd stay,
Not to fix my broken edges,
But just to be here, quietly.
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I sing alone in twilight's hue,
A call for love, for life, for you.
The trees once danced with friends of mine,
But now they whisper, lost in time.
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In the silent halls where shadows creep,
A soul departed, left in sorrow's keep.
Moumita's name, now etched in pain,
A cry for justice, a call in vain.
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May your days be bright, your skies serene,
With health and joy in every scene.
Peace like rivers, softly flow,
And seeds of prosperity, gently grow.
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Our paths were drawn on separate skies,
In different stars, our destinies lie.
Though fate denied us a shared tale,
Your light shines through, never pale.
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In shadows deep where stories hide,
A gentle soul walks side by side,
With tales untold, yet eyes that see,
The world through silent reverie.
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In the quiet whispers of a digital space,
A faceless man sought my grace.
Long messages, like rivers flowed,
While my replies, mere drops bestowed.
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In the midst of the storm, where shadows dwell,
A heart heavy-laden, under its own spell.
Paper rejected, deadlines loom near,
Personal struggles too distant to clear.
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In the quiet of dawn's first light,
Or the dark embrace of night,
A woman's silent battles rage,
On every unwritten page.
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I never sought your stories, never asked for tales untold,
Yet you poured them forth, like a river uncontrolled.
I listened, yes, like one reads a novel's page,
But never did I seek to engage in a personal stage.
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There's a pain in my heart,
A dull, aching throb,
Every time I think of you,
It's a wound that won't stop.
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In the heart's deepest chamber, I pledge my vow,
To love's sacred flame, I humbly bow.
For in your eyes, I see my soul's delight,
In your laughter, my day turns to light.
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In shadows deep, where heartache dwells,
A soul in anguish, a silent yell.
Once scorned the act of final flight,
Now knows the pain of endless night.
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In the shadows of our days, I try to find the light,
You reach out to touch, but I fade into the night.
Your words whisper softly, a plea to draw near,
Yet my heart cloaked in silence, echoes only fear.
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Your words found me across the days,
A poem speaking through the haze.
I read your lines, they touched my heart,
Bridging worlds, a work of art.
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I think of you in every passing dream,
Losing myself in moments that never seem,
On silent nights, I whisper your name,
Vivid are my hopes, though you don't feel the same.
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I see the stars in your eyes, so bright,
Like whispers of the moon in the night.
On every path, you guide my way,
Vast as the ocean, you make me stay.
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