Unheard Whispers
- Hashtag Kalakar
- Nov 30, 2025
- 1 min read
By Ragi Mishra
Pillow:
I catch the tears you dare not show,
Silent cries the world will never know.
Clock:
I count the seconds, cold and clear,
Marking hours filled with fear.
Window:
I open worlds you long to see,
Yet cage your soul that aches to be free.
Moon:
I try to find you through each scar,
But even I can’t reach that far.
Pillow:
Rest now, dear soul, the night is long,
I’m here to soften what feels wrong.
Clock:
I watch you fall, then rise again,
Still counting taunts that echo pain.
Glass:
Unseen wounds, a silent fight,
Craved by those who brings us light.
Moon:
You are not alone I see you break,
And all the strength you chose to make.
By Ragi Mishra

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