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Content Warning: This poem touches on themes of trauma, loneliness, and loss.  Image Credits: Behance Once, a little girl was left behind, Abandoned by a mother, unseen by a father, Ill-treated by a sister, pushed aside by  Those meant to protect her. And in that void of cold neglect, She found her strength in the spaces between. She fought through the silence, The empty rooms where no one spoke her name. She fought against the world that left no place for her, Finding scraps of kindness in shadows, Holding on to fragments— To the smallest whispers of light she could find. Years passed. She became a young woman, Fighting still, but now with different armour— Bound by vows, And with children to protect, In a marriage that drained her of breath, Where words were like chains, and love a ghost. She gave everything, And when there was nothing left, She gave even more. But the price of survival was too high— Her spirit collapsing in the quiet hours. Time wore on. A woman broken but ...

Ukraine-Russia War Image Credits:Moneycontrol There will be peace. There will be peace, when humanity ceases to exist.  And the earth is engulfed in silence.  There will be peace, when the voices grow quiet,  And the last flames slowly die out.  When the screams of anguish can no longer be heard, When innocents perish along with the wicked.  When the stench rises, rotting corpses and bones, There will be peace. There will be peace, when our goal is achieved,  Of killing our kind, and everything around,  When the last man has driven His poisonous stake into his own heart, Mankind will finally transcend into oblivion.  Fight on, judge, abuse, misuse, disfigure, hurt, kill, Bomb, mutilate, hate, ignore,  The echoing cries that pierce the sinister days and nights, Destroy these hallowed grounds you're on, For finally, there will be PEACE.