Sunday, February 1, 2026

MEHAK VARUN

 



 

Listen

 

When we shout,

it’s chaos—

a thousand throats clawing for air,

a crowd of storms

trying to name the same pain

in different tongues.

 

We talk over the thunder,

each lightning

trying to be the truth.

Every word—

a blade that forgets

it was once a seed.

 

We drown each other

in noise we mistake for meaning.

We argue to be heard,

but never to understand.

 

And still—

beneath the static,

something trembles.

A hum.

Small, scared,

but steady.

 

When we listen,

really listen—

not to answer,

not to win,

but to feel the pulse beneath the sound—

 

the chaos folds itself

into music.

Your voice finds mine

like rivers merging—

still wild, still separate,

but headed home.

 

When we listen,

it’s a chord.

A vibration made of difference,

a song that only exists

because we didn’t all sing

the same note.

 

We were never meant

to sound alike.

We were meant

to resonate.

 

Thread

 

We are a cloth,

stitched in storms,

frayed at the edges—

yet somehow holding.

 

The needle of struggle

pierces through color, creed,

and wound alike,

pulling red through blue through brown,

till difference hums

in a single breath.

 

Unity isn’t peace—

it’s pain that chose to stay.

It’s hands that disagree

but still build

the same tomorrow.

 

MEHAK VARUN

 

MEHAK VARUN is a poet, writer, and artist whose words weave emotions into timeless verse. She is the author of four books—The Humane Quest (Volumes I, II & III) and I Am Me—each echoing with themes of love, humanity, and self-discovery. Her poetic journey has been recognized with honors such as the “100 Inspiring Authors of India” Award in Kolkata and the “Women of Influence 2019” Award in New Delhi. Her work has also found its place in numerous anthologies, resonating with readers across diverse literary landscapes. A believer in the power of expression, Mehak has pursued studies in persuasive writing and public speaking at Harvard, further enriching the depth and rhythm of her voice. Beyond accolades, it is her heartfelt connection with words that defines her art—a gentle reminder that poetry is not just written, but lived.


1 comment :

  1. Oh yes. The depth of recalling - the insight and its blossom. Thank you.

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