Aryan

We walk together, yet hide our pain, Silent hearts caught in a fragile chain. We never whisper what we truly feel, We mask the wounds time won’t let heal. We need warmth, a gentle word, Yet keep it quiet, left unheard. Sometimes voices sharp make us stray, Still hoping love will find its way. We take the pieces as they fall, Never asking, afraid to call. We fear to voice the needs inside, So bonds grow weak as silence hides. And when the cracks have spread too far, We blame the love for what we are. But deeper truths remain unknown We never voiced, we stood alone. If only hearts would speak up true, Say, “I need more of me and you.” Perhaps the fire would still remain, And love would bloom instead of pain. Inscribed NJ Love Urself

Never tell how much you earn, Let the world be slow to learn. Guard your happiness, both big and small, It’s safer in heart, not meant for all. Don’t talk about your fears or pain, Hide your troubles, don’t explain. Some won’t help, they’ll just complain, They’d rather see you break than gain. Hold your dreams close to your chest, Let your actions do the rest. Big plans grow in silent ground, Make your move without a sound. Plans and steps you choose to take, Keep them secret for your sake. Move in silence, unstoppable, bold  Power speaks loudest when it’s never told. Failures come, they leave a mark, Don’t show bruises in the dark. Stay silent on struggle, let results overflow  When you rise, make sure the world knows. Never reveal what’s your state of mind, Master your mindset, leave doubts behind. Mind is a powerful slave, keep it strong, Control your thoughts and you can't go wrong. Inscribed R Naveen Jain Love Urself

 I met a lady, kind and bright, A well-wisher, full of light. She told a tale that touched my core, Of loss and pain she still endures. Excited hearts, a life began, A tiny dream, a happy plan. But darkness fell, a cruel fate, A sage foretold, the loss was great. Before the dawn, before the cry, Her little boy had said goodbye. Inside her heart, the pain resides, An ocean’s grief that never hides. They whispered of spells, of envy and spite, Of shadows cast in the depth of night. The sweetest soul had tears to bear, With wounded hope and silent prayer. Fifteen years, what could have been, The son she lost, the love unseen. Yet hand in hand, with her dear man, She found a way to smile again. Forgiving those who caused her ache, With strength and calm for others’ sake. Her patience deep, her courage true, A beacon bright for me and you. Life was cruel, yet she remains— A symbol born from darkest pains. I bow my head, my heart feels stirred, By her forgiveness—soft and pure. Inscribed...

The night was soft, the moon was bright, Our hearts aglow with sweet lovebites. You held my hand, I squeezed you tight, Together everything felt right. We spoke of dreams and silly things, And laughed out loud at joy love brings. Your laughter lit the world I knew, Each smile a spark that softly grew. You brushed my hair behind my ear, Whispered words I longed to hear. With every look and happy sigh, The stars danced so bright so high. No shadows left, no hint of fear Just happiness that lingered near. We wished for time to slow or stay, To hold this magic close each day. Inscribed NJ Love Urself

Once in a quiet village fair, A DREAM was born in evening air. A heart aflame with deep desire, To climb beyond, to reach much higher. One dawn, with courage shining bright, A DECISION made to chase the light. No fear could halt this steady pace, For hope had set a strong embrace. Through storms and trials, fierce and wild, Determination stayed like a child.  Brave and bold against each test, Turning every CHALLENGE into quest. The journey long, the CHASE intense, But faith and will broke down the fence. At last, the prize, the sweet CONQUEST gleamed A life fulfilled, a dream redeemed. Penned NJ LOVE URSELF

True riches aren’t silver or gold, But wisdom that guides as we grow old. Patience , the weapon that conquers the fight, Turns darkest of hours to radiant light. Faith is the armor that shields every fear, Its strength ever-present, always near. Laughter’s the tonic that heals every pain— A joy that’s abundant as summer rain. All these are TREASURES , priceless and free, The gifts of the heart, for you and for me. Penned  NJ Love Urself.