In the silent corridors of our days, emotions move like soft lanterns—sometimes bright, sometimes dim, but always present.

They shape our inner landscape in ways we rarely notice, turning moments into memories and memories into delicate threads of who we are.
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This poem explores those quiet shifts of the heart—the whispers, the pauses, the small things that suddenly feel immense.

# Where Emotion Lives #

Emotions are the quiet lamps
that light our breathing days;
without them, life becomes
a shadow passing by our side.

Sometimes they rest on our shoulders
with the softness of a smile,
sometimes they settle on the doorstep
of our eyes as trembling tears—
and sometimes, all at once,
they vanish in the dark,
leaving us wandering
through the emptiness inside us.

Their weave is so delicate—
a single name drifting in the air
can make the heart forget
the rhythm it knows so well.

At midnight, when the window
lets in a hush of wind,
a faint rustle,
an unspoken ache tapping gently—
and then that silence,
folding the whole room
into its quiet embrace.

In some forgotten corner
your abandoned bracelet glimmers—
silent, like you,
yet holding within it
a thousand untold stories.

Isn’t it strange—
how relationships bloom not from noise
but from a soft fragrance,
a quiet breath,
a small forgotten thing
that suddenly comes alive again?

From these fragile threads
we weave ourselves each day—
sometimes whole, sometimes broken,
yet always capable of feeling.

For where emotion lives,
life breathes—
and where life breathes,
there we all are truly alive.

(Vijay Verma)
www.retiredkalam.com

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