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The greatest wonders come in three, A quiet code in you and me. A song that hums through all we know, The rise, the stay, the letting go. Birth, life, death—the circle’s spin, The journey out, the journey in. We bloom, we shine, we fade away, Yet something stays beyond the day. Past, present, future—time’s sweet thread, The words we’ve spoken, things unsaid. The past still whispers, soft and low, The future waits where dreams will go. Mind, body, soul—the heart of man, The ho

There’s a sting inside my heart a sharp ache — quiet, but breaks me apart No one sees it, no one knows, but I can feel it when it grows. So I smile to hide the storm, pretend I’m fine, pretend I’m warm, pretend the pain is far away — but it stays, it stays, it stays. How do I say that breathing burns? That every step — the world just turns a little heavier, a little slow, and walking feels like letting go? So I wear my calm like skin, tuck the trembling deep within, pretend m

Until you came into my life, I was breathing, but not alive. I never knew what living meant, Till I found the love you sent. Now every breath reminds me so, This world feels heavy, hard to go— For living is impossible, Without you… without you. Without you in my arms I get lost, I need your warmth, Even smiles don’t hide the tears, Lonely through the crowd I steer. Every joy feels empty and small, Nothing feels like life at all— For living is impossible, Without you… without

I fought and I grappled, with a mountain in sight, Pushed through the shadows and stood up to the fight. At times, it grew taller, like a mountain ahead, Unyielding and daunting, my courage near dead. I pressed on regardless, but gained little ground, Till the truth dawned within, a new wisdom found: The mountain I climbed wasn't carved out of stone— It rose from my fears and doubts I had grown. Any mountain can crumble, when the heart finds its might, And from the ashes I ro

This is the song version of my poem "Letting Go " . Just a humble attempt to add a melody and voice to the emotions. I held you tight, my little one, Just wasn’t ready to let you go. Too afraid you’d face the storms alone — the wind, the cold, and the unknown. But most of all, I feared this cruel world. Would it let you be? Would it let you fly? Would it let you grow? I was afraid— Would it let you find your happiness, See your beauty I’ve always known? Will you fly beyond y