sudeki47

I sat among laughter, voices tangled
          	with food and light, 
          	tried to blend in, tried to belong to the moment.
          	But somehow, every smile led me back to you.
          	I avoided your photos, your voice, our old chats, the songs you'd sung for me, 
          	afraid they'd loosen my strength into tears.
          	Yet the universe conspired, playing
          	your songs aloud, 
          	and I missed you, I missed your presence.

sudeki47

I sat among laughter, voices tangled
          with food and light, 
          tried to blend in, tried to belong to the moment.
          But somehow, every smile led me back to you.
          I avoided your photos, your voice, our old chats, the songs you'd sung for me, 
          afraid they'd loosen my strength into tears.
          Yet the universe conspired, playing
          your songs aloud, 
          and I missed you, I missed your presence.

sudeki47

"I am going to travel tomorrow and I wish I never come back."
          The statement in my head made me realise the toxicity I am carrying within me because of my ex, I am trying to hold back, To protect Akvik from being fed this poison.
          -Bhuvshita

alic_80

hiii, just saw ur profile, and i was wondering if u were interested in a translation of one of your books by me! obvFOR FREE from english to italian.
          
           i do this for fun and for FREE as i said before.
          you can text me if you want more information 

sudeki47

@alic_80 Yeah sure. . .where we can extend this conversation. . .any specific platform , like insta, tele, or via email?
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sudeki47

A poem for the preview of Episode 34 ( The Complications), the final episode of To Feelaksh Season 1. And perhaps, with the dawn of 2026, To Feelaksh Season 2 will begin…
          
          But soon, who knew
          that a compromise, a space, a priority, a practical stage for him,
          could turn her nights restless
          and skip the meals or fall tasteless,
          the work losing every bit of interest?
          A heart that keeps aching,
          dreams overflowing with the wish
          to have him back,
          his voice lingers in her head even as she sleeps,
          her dreams grow intimate with his presence,
          and she's gone hopelessly crazy for him.
          a hope to meet,
          a single notification,
          a convo for few minutes,
          enough to make her breathe again.
          but does this all make sense and value for him?

sudeki47

What is love?
          
          Love for me is a divine energy, a moral, a value, a feeling, an emotion, an understanding, a song, a poem, a chapter, a lesson, a phase, an innocence, simple yet expensive. . . .
          It's when your dreams merge with 'their' dreams.
          It’s when the things you once disliked start to feel beautiful simply because they matter to 'them'.
          It’s when even 'their' scars become important to you.
          
          Love is a feeling that only felt by those who have truly experienced it, they can define even if they lose their senses, their 6th sense still understands it.
          
          For those who never felt it, it remains just a word of 4 letters.
          
          Love is a feeling that can spark endless conversations. LOVE ~

Deadpool16

@sudeki47 beautifully written 
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