She Was More Than Light
Who would gaze at the moon
when her face held all the light?
Even the stars
seemed unnecessary
when she stood still in the night.
And who would listen to waves
when her laughter
sounded like home?
The ocean forgot its voice
the moment she smiled.
She wasn’t just beautiful —
she was peace in human form,
like the ghats of Banaras
where broken hearts
quietly drown
without needing to scream.
Around her,
people remembered who they once were.
And before her,
I forgot who I was.
How does one not melt
in the warmth of someone
so effortlessly kind?
She didn’t try to save me —
she just stood there,
and I burned
so gently
I almost called it love.
She came
like poetry with no warning.
And left
like silence
that never ends.
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