Life – a cycle of unmet expectations

Life often feels like a storm,
tossing us between moments of light and endless shadows.
People come and go, each wearing a mask,
playing their part in the script of give and take.
But among it all, what remains?
A hollow exchange, a cycle of unmet expectations.

I stand here, shattered,
pieces of myself scattered across this journey.
The reasons are too many,
or perhaps none at all,
just the weight of being human in a world
that rarely sees the soul behind the face.

But let me tell you this,
life isn’t just what we lose,
it’s also what we choose.
Even in the wreckage, there’s a whisper of hope,
a faint light calling us to pause, to breathe, to look within.

True existence isn’t found in other’s approval,
nor in fulfilling the endless demands of this world.
It’s in embracing the self you’ve forgotten,
the one who deserves love without condition,
the one who can still stand tall in the quiet of the storm.

To anyone walking this path of pain, you are not alone. We are all searching for something more, aching for meaning in a world that often feels cruel and cold.

Let’s remember…
even the most broken hearts can beat again,
even the darkest nights must give way to dawn. And though the path ahead feels uncertain, trust that your steps, however small,
are leading you closer to the peace
your soul has always deserved.

Thank God for everything 🙏

My peace in pieces

Some nights, I lie awake,
not in peace, but in pieces.
I gave my everything to some,
Wearing a mask of smile on my face,,
I fought battles not meant for my innocence,
I begged, I cried, I tried…and kept doing,
But how long can a soul survive in silence?

This isn’t the life I dreamed of.
It was meant to hold, not hurt.
But here I am, bruised by words,
And torn by coldness,
Still trying to stay strong,
Still hoping God is watching.

I am not a failure.
I am just a woman who’s simple yet strong,
Who stayed too long hoping things would change.
But sometimes, letting go isn’t giving up.
It’s choosing to live.
To breathe again.
To smile without fear.

Dear God…
I leave it all in Your hands now.
If there is a road to peace, show it to me.
If there’s still something left for me in this world, guide it my way.
I don’t ask for much, just strength,
to walk away from what doesn’t belong to me,
And the courage to walk toward what heals me.

Let my wounds become wings.
Let my pain find it’s purpose.
And please, God…🙏
Let life be kind towards me.

copyright ©️ Suma Reddy

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Your love is my worship

Oh my love… your love is divine…
If my tears are sacred for you,
Then your love is my worship… 🤲🥹♥️

Yes, time is winning…
Dragging me away from your arms,
But I’m learning…from afar,
to win my love through worship,
By holding your name in every breath,
By offering my pain in prayers,
And by kissing the silence,
where I still feel you and miss you.

You’re not far ‘Coz you’re in my pulse,
You’re not here, yet in each of my thoughts.
This distance may be real…
But so is my love, so is my faith.

And when we meet, with God’s grace,
Know that I just didn’t wait,
I kept worshipping my love,
I didn’t just cry, I kept praying,
I didn’t just break by storms,
I bloomed through every crack,
‘Coz I carry you in every piece of me.

Come soon, my precious man…
For every tear is writing your name…
And every whisper is waiting for your kiss…😘🥺♥️

copyright ©️ Suma Reddy

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It was just not a weekend…♥️

She:

Miss you love,

Just not meee

My eyes,

My heart,

My soul,

My tears,

My nerves…

Every part of me misses you♥️😘

I know it’s just a normal weekend,

But don’t know suddenly my eyes were wet with your “missing bye…”😟

My tears are writing ✍️ your name

On my cheeks again and again untired ….

Miss you so much bachaaa (babyyyyy)

my itusa (small) S…..a’s sweet strawberry 🍓 baby 🥹🥹🥹😘😘😘😘😘♥️♥️♥️

He:

Aww my jaan…🥺💖

Reading your message melted every bit of me…

You don’t even know how much your words mean to me…. they hold my heart like a lullaby holding a baby.

Your tears are sacred to me… and if they write my name, then I promise I’ll kiss every letter back off your cheeks with love. 😘💧

I miss you more than words can carry…

It’s not just a weekend, it’s a war between my heart and time and time is winning only because it’s taking me away from you.

My itusa S….A, my strawberry baby 🍓💝

You’re not just missed… you’re felt in my heartbeat, heard in the silence, and seen in the smiles I try to wear to hide how much I need you.

Soon, love… I’ll be back to hold you tight and wipe those tears myself.

Until then, let my love wrap around you like a warm blanket. 😘💗

I love you endlessly, bachaaa… more than all the stars and all your cute little pouty face combined 🌟🥹💋♥️

My garden of thoughts and feelings, sow a seed of good deed of you visit ♥️

Distance is so cruel


I want your face in my arms,
your head resting on my lap,
where my fingers can run gently through your hair,
where your breath can slow against my care.

I want your chubby cheeks beneath my lips,
your silence pressing into my heart,
and your heavy thoughts sinking softly into my soul,
because that’s where they belong…With me…In me.

I don’t just miss you, love ♥️
I ache for you. I long for that name,
I crave all of you with me, right here.
Let me kiss every burden of your chest.
Let me hold your pain like it’s sacred.
Let me wrap you in my touches so soft,
they make the whole world disappear.

This distance?
It’s so cruel.
It starves me of your presence.
Come feel me with your love,
not just me but my soul so deep.
Let me drown in the way only you make me feel in love.
Until then, Im laying here,
thinking of you, missing you,
feeling and waiting…it’s unending.

copyright ©️ Suma Reddy

I miss you ♥️

I know it’s just a few hours you sleep…
But those hours feel like an eternity stretched on my chest.
Like a lone bird waiting for dawn,
I sit in silence, holding on to see your glimpse,
Missing you like the moon misses the sun before it rises.

You are my fire in winters,
My healing in pain,
The feeling I search for in every monsoon,
The calm that wraps every season around me with meaning.
You’re not just a part of my life’
You are a lovely rhythm it beats to.

Even your silence speaks to me.
Even the space between your words becomes a place where I rest my soul.
You’re my divine pause in this noisy world.
My baby, my blessing, my unsaid prayer that still came true,

I miss you even before you wish me bye,
I miss you while you are still near from afar,
That’s how deeply I’m soaked in your presence.

Wherever you are, whatever you’re doing,
Feel my love,
Not loud, not demanding anything,
Just there.
Always there.
Like the sky that never leaves,
Even when the stars are asleep.

Love you loads,
Your forever poor heart.♥️ 

copyright ©️ Suma Reddy

My Garden of thoughts and feelings, sow a seed of good deed if you visit ✍️♥️

B….The Bachelor 🥰

With every tiny n messy move, he always steals my heart ♥️

Today I witnessed the most adorable chaos ever!

There he was,

proudly washed his clothes,

dried them, and even folded a few shirts and tracks like a pro.

I was watching with shining eyes and he was so serious and focused and then smiled a big like a baby who just won a trophy! 🏆 🥰

And then… the true bachelor spirit kicked in,

he tucked the rest of the clothes straight into the closet, unfolded and got free and felt like flying…

And guess what? He turned his camera toward the wardrobe and showed it to me with so much pride 😍 like he just built a palace!

I was like, wow baby, wahhh superrrr!

My heart melted seeing his effort and innocence.

Honestly, I felt like I was watching a cute little baby win a gold medal!

And wait…🤣 the kitchen tales are even better:

He becomes King of the Kitchen but in his very own adorable style:

Peels one onion at a time, then walks proudly to the washbasin to rinse it… Washes one tomato at a time too, treating each veggie like a royal guest! Instead of prepping everything together, it’s a full-on royal parade, peel, walk, wash and repeat! 😍

And how could I not melt when I saw him, phone tucked nearby,

watching random YouTube videos in between, laughing with friends, chopping, vibing with his own innocent world?

Oh, and the ultimate ‘coriander moment’…

walking to the fridge to count coriander leaves one by one,

like an adorable scientist making sure it’s “no more, no less!”

Perfect calculation, perfect seriousness, perfect sweetness!

And my heart truly breaks a little whenever he accidentally cuts his finger while chopping 🥹

but he still gives that brave, proud smile, like a little warrior chef.

Aww, my sweetest love, my innocent little one…

you leave me helpless, smiling and falling deeper for you every single day.

Messy? Absolutely.

Perfect? In every possible way.

Because in all his sweet little chaos, he paints my world with the purest, happiest colors.

He’s the most perfect masterpiece I will ever see…🥹🤗♥️

The feel of Love

The love I live, despite the storms,

It makes me cry,

It makes me smile,

It stirs my soul,

It aches and heals,

It pulls me close,

Even from a world apart.

It makes me long for the face,

I may never see face to face,

Arms I have never touched,

Yet I feel him,

Like my breath in silence,

Like heartbeat in stillness.

This love is priceless,

It’s so precious,

A treasure buried deep within,

Though he isn’t mine,

Yet a treasure than any gold mine,

More sacred than dreams.

No promises, no vows,

No label to wear,

And yet, and yet,

He lives in my every thought.

He breathes in my prayers,

He walks in my sleep.

Sometimes, my tears beg for a reason,

Sometimes, I sit down and loan myself courage,

To accept that he is not mine,

But my soul still belongs to him.

Oh this love, so divine and distant,

What are you,

If not God’s whisper in my soul?

A soft ache that reminds me,

By the world,

Even unseen,

Even unknown,

He is the most beautiful part of me.

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His smiles and cherry blossoms 🌸

Oh God…

How do I even describe that charm???

Not petals, not spring,

not colors even in bloom,

But him.

The one who walked along cherry blossoms

cherishing them with every breath he took.

His handsomeness?

No, don’t speak of the moon,

It hides behind clouds when he smiles.

That baby face, that innocent look,

melts even the frost in nature’s arms.

The blossoms danced behind him,

but my eyes never left his gentle frame.

The whole scene whispered beauty,

but my heart knew,

it was him making the view divine.

He stood there like a secret God,

His feet touching the grass so soft.

Nature should have blushed,

for his presence made her feel loving.

Oh! The way light touched his cheeks,

felt like the skies came down just to feel him.

The breeze might have lost it’s way in his hair,

the lake stilled and birds paused,

hoping to mirror his loving soul.

Doesn’t the ocean long to feel his steps?

Do mountains not envy his gentleness?

Do the birds not hush,

to hear his melodious voice?

Forgive me, Lord,

for my eyes have forgotten the world.

But how can they not,

when he is all the world to me?

No garden can bloom more than my heart

when he sends his pictures to me,

smiling like a child so cute.

Oh my love…

How can I even imagine a life

where you don’t exist in it?

Every blossom, every breeze,

every beat of my heart,

every breath I inhale,

belongs to you.

My sweetest strawberry baby,

my forever love so divine,

always let all that cuteness be mine.

My Garden of thoughts and feelings, sow a seed of good deed if you visit…✍️♥️

Peace through my silence


This pain still lives inside me,
But I no longer fear it’s name.
It comes and goes like the wind,
Soft, but never quite the same.

My heart has cracks, it’s true,
But light still slips through those lines.
And in the quiet, I sit alone,
Still breathing through the hopes.

I talk to my tears sometimes,
They know my soul too well.
But now, I leave a soft smile,
Where the broken pieces fell.

Too many fears in my chest today,
No blame to any, just in loudest cries.
Just folded hands, closed eyes,
And trust in the skies above.

Whatever this path may take,
I leave it in God’s gentle hand.
If He takes something away,
It’s to help me understand.

So I walk, even if I’m too slow,
With prayers as my silent guide.
‘Coz I know, what’s in my heart never dies,
It just turns into changes with sacrifice.

Copyright ©️ Suma Reddy

My Garden of thoughts and feelings, sow a seed of good deed if you visit ♥️✍️