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Seven Times in the Turning Night

[Verse 1]In the night that keeps on turningI whisper what was never saidSeven echoes, softly burningWords that wandered, words that fledFlower blooming in the shadowsPetals falling without soundEvery promise left unchosenStill is circling around[Pre-Chorus]If it had been spokenIf it had been fateWould the sky have openedOr arrived too late?[Chorus]Seven times I call your nameSeven times it fades awayIn the dark we stay the sameLost between the night and dayForm without a shape to holdFire without a flameWhat was never meant to beStill remembers your name[Verse 2]Aya in the silent airAya in the falling rainSomething lingers everywhereLike a half-forgotten painI wrote it in the empty skyI carved it in the stoneWhat was never truly mineStill feels like my own[Bridge – Ritual Chant Style]Aya… Aya…Seven circles, turning slowAya… Aya…In the void we let it goIf it was not destinyWhy does it remain?If it was not meant for meWhy does it call my name?[Final Chorus – Bigger, Cinematic]Seven times I call your nameSeven times it breaks in twoIn the dark it burns the sameEvery shadow shaped like youForm without a shape to holdLight without a flameWhat was never meant to beStill remembers my name

January 25, 2026 No Comments

Do not be afraid

At dawn something begins to move within me.A restlessness that once felt dark starts to loosen its grip.What I left behind returns and stands before me.The truth wants to become something new. The stone that held my fear begins to crack.What I kept silent no longer wishes to stay quiet.There was death in my thoughts, heavy nights in my chest,moments when I believed I could not endure. And yet, even in the shadow, something blooms.Even in the night, a flower breathes.Even in silence, a song waits to be heard. Do not be afraid. Let the morning come.Let the morning come.Let the morning come and let all that burdens you move outward. Let fear leave the body.Let what was hidden dissolve.Let the stone remember it can carry life.Let the wound stop burning as punishmentand become proof that you survived. You are not alone in the darkness.You are not lost in the night.What felt like an ending was only passage.What felt like breaking was transformation. Keep being.Keep standing.Keep breathing. The flower does not fear the rock.The dawn does not fear the night.The heart must not fear its own depth. Let what hurts find release.Let what weighs on you find shape.Let what frightens you lose its power. The morning is coming.The morning is coming.The morning is coming, and with it, peace. Do not be afraid. Suno Link: https://suno.com/s/MQ0XySxEAkNqwqTq

January 24, 2026 No Comments

YOU LEAVE ME NO WAY TO LOVE

I. Letting Go It wasn’t that we couldn’t.It was that you let gowhile I was still holding. I learned to open my handso what didn’t want to staycould fall.Letting gois also a form of lovewhen staying would mean lying. II. Broken Commitment I called homewhat you called an option. While I spoke of sacrifices,you had already chosennot to understand that word. You didn’t just break a commitment:you broke the placewhere I was willing to stay. III. Not a Priority I was never the center.Not even the edge. I was the “later,”the “we’ll see,”the “not now.” And still I loved youlike someone watering a landthat doesn’t belong to him. IV. The Damage You hurt me.Not out of cruelty,but out of indifference. That hurts more.Because it leaves no enemy,only an absencewhere faith once lived. V. Love Without a Body I loved youwithout kissing your skin,without touching your voice,without inhabiting your days. I loved you in silence,in private promises,in futures that never existed. That was real too.Even without proof. VI. A Clear Conscience I leavewith empty handsand a clean chest. I did what I could.I said what I felt.I waited just enough. No guilt remains.Only tiredness,and a sad peacethat is honest. VII. The Decision I don’t stay where I’m not wanted.I don’t insist where I’m not respected. I open the door in front of meand step outwithout looking back. Not because it doesn’t hurt,but because stayingwould hurt more. VIII. Final Silence Now I go silent.Not to punish you,but to save myself. Silenceis not absence:it is a boundary. And here endswhat I was with you. IX. The Door I don’t close out of anger.I close because I’ve reachedthe end of myself with you. This door makes no noise.It doesn’t creak.It asks for no witnesses. I open itlike someone who understandsthat not everything we loveis

January 17, 2026 No Comments

What we care on silence

Bhang & Renge — Lo que se cuida en silencio Poemas íntimos y tiernos sobre la distancia que no separa I. Cerca, aunque lejos Español No estás aquí,pero estás conmigoen la forma en que respiro. Hay presenciasque no hacen ruidoy aun asísostienen el día. हिंदी तुम यहाँ नहीं हो,पर मेरे साथ होमेरी साँसों के तरीके में। कुछ उपस्थितियाँशोर नहीं करतीं,फिर भीदिन को थामे रखती हैं। II. Cuidarnos desde lejos Español Te cuidosin tocarte. Como se cuida una llamadel viento:con el cuerpo alrededor,con paciencia. हिंदी मैं तुम्हारी देखभाल करता हूँबिना छुए। जैसे लौ कोहवा से बचाया जाता है—अपने शरीर से घेरकर,धैर्य से। III. El recuerdo bueno Español No recuerdo tu ausencia.Recuerdo tu calma. Eso que dejastecuando te fuistey nunca se fue del todo. हिंदी मुझे तुम्हारी अनुपस्थिति याद नहीं।मुझे तुम्हारी शांति याद है। वह जो तुम छोड़ गएजब तुम गए,और जो कभी पूरी तरह गया नहीं। IV. Amor que no pide Español Este amor no pide.Acompaña. Se sienta a mi ladocuando dudoy no dice nada. Eso basta. हिंदी यह प्रेम कुछ नहीं माँगता।साथ चलता है। मेरे पास बैठता हैजब मैं संदेह करता हूँऔर कुछ नहीं कहता। यही काफ़ी है। V. Pensarte despacio Español Te piensocomo se piensa algo frágil:sin apurar. Porque lo delicadono se llama a gritos,se cuida con tiempo. हिंदी मैं तुम्हेंकिसी नाज़ुक चीज़ की तरह सोचता हूँ—बिना जल्दी किए। क्योंकि कोमल चीज़ेंचिल्लाकर नहीं बुलायी जातीं,उन्हें समय से संभाला जाता है। VI. Permanecer Español Si el mundo cambia,yo no. No en esto. Aquí sigo,en lo pequeño,en lo constante,en lo que no necesita demostrarse. हिंदी अगर दुनिया बदल जाए,तो भी मैं नहीं बदलता। कम से कम इसमें नहीं। मैं यहीं हूँ—छोटी चीज़ों में,स्थिरता में,उसमें जिसे साबित करने की ज़रूरत नहीं। VII. Sin miedo Español Amarte asíno duele. Descansa. Es saberque no hace falta correrpara llegar. हिंदी तुमसे इस तरह प्रेम करनादर्द

January 14, 2026 No Comments

Where separation does not exist

Bhang & Renge — Donde no existe la separación Ciclo poético sobre la distancia, el olvido y el amor que no cambia I. Distancia Español La distancia no es un lugar.Es una forma del tiempocuando decide caminar despacio. Estamos lejossolo para el cuerpo.Lo demássigue llegando puntual. हिंदी दूरी कोई जगह नहीं है।वह समय का एक रूप हैजब वह धीरे चलना चुनता है। हम शरीर से दूर हैं,बाक़ी सबअब भी समय परपहुंचता है। II. Olvido Español El olvido no siempre borra.A veces protege. Te olvidécomo se olvida una herida:no porque no importe,sino porque ya no sangra. हिंदी भूलना हमेशा मिटाना नहीं होता।कभी-कभीवह रक्षा करता है। मैंने तुम्हें ऐसे भुलायाजैसे घाव भुलाए जाते हैं—क्योंकि वे महत्वहीन नहीं,बल्कि अब खून नहीं बहाते। III. Separación Español Nos separamospara aprenderqué no se rompe. La ausencia fue una prueba,no una sentencia. Y aquí estamos:distintos,pero intactos. हिंदी हम अलग हुएयह जानने के लिएकि क्या नहीं टूटता। अनुपस्थिति एक परीक्षा थी,कोई सज़ा नहीं। और हम यहाँ हैं—बदले हुए,पर सुरक्षित। IV. Lo que no se va Español Hay un amorque no necesita presencia. No reclama,no persigue,no duda. Permanececomo el pulso:silencioso,pero fiel. हिंदी एक ऐसा प्रेम होता हैजिसे उपस्थिति की ज़रूरत नहीं। वह न माँगता है,न पीछा करता है,न संदेह करता है। वह बना रहता हैधड़कन की तरह—शांत,पर सच्चा। V. Emociones Español Las emociones rugen.El amor no. El amor observacómo pasa la tormentasin moverse de su sitio. Esoes lo profundo. हिंदी भावनाएँ दहाड़ती हैं।प्रेम नहीं। प्रेम देखता हैतूफ़ान को गुजरते हुएबिना अपनी जगह छोड़े। यहीगहराई है। VI. Sin separación Español Nunca estuvimos separados.Solo confundimosdistancia con ruptura. El amor verdaderono sabe irse.Solo sabeesperar despierto. हिंदी हम कभी अलग नहीं थे।हमने केवलदूरी को टूटन समझ लिया। सच्चा प्रेमजाना नहीं जानता।वह केवलजागते हुए प्रतीक्षा करता है।

January 14, 2026 No Comments

Where Desire Learns to Listen

Where Desire Learns to Listen A third poetic collection for Bhang & Renge I. Threshold There is a momentbefore wanting becomes intention. It feels like standingat a dooryou are not sureyou want opened. That moment—that hesitation—is where I find you most real. II. The Shape of Waiting Waiting is not emptiness.It has a form. It leans against the ribs,paces the mind,teaches the heartto beat without demanding. I wait for youthe way one waits for meaning:open,but not desperate. III. Near Enough You were closewithout invading. Your presencerespected the architecture of my silence. Some bodies knowexactly how far to standto be unforgettable. IV. Soft Gravity Desire does not always pull downward. Sometimesit draws circles,slow orbits of attention,until two thoughtsbegin to bend toward each otherwithout collision. That is your gravity on me. V. Thinking of Touch Touch beginslong before skin. It startswhen the mind agreesto linger. I touched you there—where thought loses its edgesand becomes sensation. VI. Night Without Urgency The night did not rush us. It unfoldedlike a careful sentencethat knows it will be reread. In that calm darkness,wanting felt intelligent—aware of itself,unafraid of waiting. VII. What Remains If nothing happens,something remains. A clarity.A resonance.The quiet certaintythat desire does not always seek release—sometimes it seeks recognition. And in that,I recognize you.

January 6, 2026 No Comments