Whispers of a Muse

Beneath the sky so vast, so true,

There’s a light, and it shines through you.

A quiet strength, a gentle flame,

A soul so rare, it needs no name.

Your laughter dances like morning dew,

A melody soft, yet bold and new.

Your gaze holds worlds, unspoken, deep,

Secrets and dreams the stars might keep.

Like Delhi’s streets, alive with fire,

You hold a spark that could inspire.

And from afar, in Nagpur’s glow,

I watch, and wonder, and hope to know.

To know the stories your heart has spun,

The battles fought, the wars you’ve won.

For in your presence, the world feels still,

A quiet magic, a wish fulfilled.

So here’s a verse, a humble start,

From one curious mind to your radiant heart.

Perhaps these words, like leaves, may fall,

Or bloom into something — anything at all.