Hello everyone, writing here after so long. My original safe haven,
I miss this space so much yet I can't write the way I used to now;
Openly & care free as I'm now a published Book Author,
An Award-Winning Author and I don't want this to be discovered,
Wanna keep the solitude, silent momentum.

Missed this space so here you go -
One more from the Poet.

Don't get used to it
Don't get used to being loved.
Do not wait
Don't get used to loving someone
And expect it back,
You don't know if they're coming for you
Or are they coming for what you have?
Are they yours; are you theirs?
Do they love you or is it a lie once more?
Existing is one thing, living and experiencing are other,
Are the wavelengths the same?

Flight and fight
To invest or let go -

Lose and walk away
Or to stay, how does one decide if a decision
Is right or wrong?
Who's the judge If there's no judge?
How do you know if they're the one meant
To be in your life or as yours-
If it all looks different -
Different views from glasses, from binoculars
And from atop the Fort.
What's right, what's wrong, do you know?
Do you hold answers to questions or
Are you the investigator and them the witness?
What is true, what is false, does Ardour exist
And is it as truthful, pious, maddening as they say it is?
Fight and flight- don't wait, don't get used to it.
The heart that loves is the heart that breaks.

-By
©️Ridhima Joshi

May 2023.