The soul’s escape

In a world so loud; T walk alone

A shadow in crowds; barely known Laughter echoes, but it’s not mine Just borrowed joy; a scripted line.

Once brilliant a spark in the night Now losing pieces; dimming light.

Expectations weigh like chain unseen

A prisoner to dream that might have been

So let me run where silence sings

Where mountains rise and freedom clings

The stars will listen; they always do I’ll tell them secrets of moon

I’m sharing with my friends - breeze and the stars so high

About my crush – the moon in the sky How it derives me crazy when he glows A beauty the universe only knows

And breeze and stars they tease and play “Ahmahm, a crush on moon? They speak

The breeze joins in, giggling light Tickling me softly, whispering delight

Tickling me softly, whispering delight

Yet even the wind a gentle embrace Heals my wounds, leaves no trace It sings to me melodies deep

A lullaby of peace, a promise to keep

Let me escape, let me be

A whisper among the stars, finally free For in their glow, I’ll find my part

And stitch together this broken heart

Palak Sharma writes to explore the spaces between silence and starlight. Currently pursuing Environmental sciences at Central University of Jammu, seeking beauty in moments of solitude and healing through words.