Moonshyrewrites

"Log likhte toh bahut khoobsurat hain,
          Par dil se pyaar karna unke bas ki baat nahi."
          "Alfaazon mein mohabbat dikh jaati hai,
          Par asal mein sirf faasle milte hain."
          "Kitaabon jaisi baatein karte hain log,
          Lekin rishton mein ek bhi sachcha panna nahi hota."
          "Unke shabdon mein toh jaadu tha,
          Par dil mein sirf khamoshi thi."

Moonshyrewrites

To My Readers, From an Indian Heart Across the Seas
          
          Even though I live far from India, my soul is woven into its soil. As tensions rise and war clouds loom, my heart aches for every soldier at the border, every mother praying for her child’s safety, and every family holding their breath through uncertain nights.
          
          War is never just strategy—it’s lives, it’s love, it’s loss. I may be in Greece, but every beat of my heart echoes with prayers for peace, strength, and unity for my country. I stand with my people—not just as a writer or a daughter of India, but as a human who believes that even in darkness, hope must rise.
          
          Let us not forget: courage is not just in battlefields, but in how we hold each other together. May India stand strong, and may peace find its way back home.
          
          With love, pride, and prayer.

Moonshyrewrites

 A little update from your dreamy poet 
          
          Hi lovelies 
          I’ve been quietly building something magical, and today, I wanted to share it with you 
          
          From the words you read in my poetry…
          To the soft moments I live in real life…
          I’ve started vlogging my poetic, romantic little world on YouTube ✨
          
          It’s full of peaceful vibes, fairy lights, cozy food, my journals, books, and the quiet magic of everyday life. Just like the pages of a poem coming to life 
          
          It would mean the world to have your love and support there too 
          If you enjoy my stories here, I promise you’ll feel at home there too.
          
          ☁️✨https://youtube.com/@talesbyjasminee?si=WwS_IbOYEZG_He3V✨☁️
          Let’s grow together. Let’s make dreams real.
          
          The link is provided in the description and message box.
          
          With love,                                                                                                                                                                          your poet of peace                                                                                                                                                   Jasmine Kaur 

Moonshyrewrites

          “To the Ones I Left Behind”
          by Jasmine Spark
          
          You called it love,
          but it felt like a leash.
          Each “no” I gave
          was met with grief—
          Not yours. Mine.
          Because I kept shrinking
          just to fit your fragile ego’s spine.
          
          You asked for photos,
          voice notes, and more,
          but never once
          knocked gently at my soul’s door.
          You flirted with guilt,
          married it to fear—
          called it passion
          when it only brought tears.
          
          And you—
          the friend who forgot my day,
          but danced in stories anyway…
          Your silence spoke louder
          than your weak excuse.
          You lost me the moment
          you called that truth.
          
          I am not your keeper.
          I am not your shore.
          I’m the storm you’ll miss
          when you’re craving more.
          
          I gave.
          You drained.
          Now, I reclaim.
          
          This is not revenge.
          This is rebirth.
          This is the fire
          of a girl who knows her worth.
          

Moonshyrewrites

"Hi everyone, I hope you're all doing well. I’m sorry for disappearing suddenly, but I couldn’t help it. Lately, I’ve been feeling very lost and sad. Every task feels incredibly challenging because I struggle to focus on anything. My heart feels heavy with sadness. I no longer enjoy writing the way I used to, and seeing people around me happy makes me feel sorry for myself."

fancyfigments

@Talesbyjasmine it's ok bud, give yourself time
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