White तमाशा बन चुकी है जिंदगी मेरी, किसी को कुछ बोलो तो भी गलती मेरी, और किसी को ना बोलो तो भी गलती😞 ©Shiv Shankar

Shiv Shankar

In the quiet depths of night, Where shadows whisper soft and light, A search begins with earnest heart, To find the truth, to play its part. Through labyrinths of doubt and fear, We chase the echoes we can hear. In every question, every quest, A longing for a deeper rest. The truth is not a distant star, But found in places near and far. It lives in moments, pure and clear, In silent prayers and open ears. We peel away the veils of guise, To see the world through clearer eyes. In seeking truth, we find our way, And light the path for another day. So wander on with open mind, For truth is what you seek to find. In every step and every breath, You’ll glimpse the truth, in life and death. ©twisha ray

twisha ray

White तमाशा बन चुकी है जिंदगी मेरी, किसी को कुछ बोलो तो भी गलती मेरी, और किसी को ना बोलो तो भी गलती😞 ©Shiv Shankar

Shiv Shankar

In the quiet depths of night, Where shadows whisper soft and light, A search begins with earnest heart, To find the truth, to play its part. Through labyrinths of doubt and fear, We chase the echoes we can hear. In every question, every quest, A longing for a deeper rest. The truth is not a distant star, But found in places near and far. It lives in moments, pure and clear, In silent prayers and open ears. We peel away the veils of guise, To see the world through clearer eyes. In seeking truth, we find our way, And light the path for another day. So wander on with open mind, For truth is what you seek to find. In every step and every breath, You’ll glimpse the truth, in life and death. ©twisha ray

twisha ray